Ji Wushang remained completely indifferent to Jiang Qing’s threats. Instead, he laughed wantonly, his expression both licentious and lecherous. "Are you going to agree or not? If you don't, this young master will have to take matters into his own hands."
As he spoke, his large, knuckled hand began to wander restlessly, tracing paths all over Jiang Qing’s body.
Jiang Qing, consumed by both shame and fury, began to struggle violently, even trying to headbutt him. Deep down, she made a silent vow: *Damn it, if you dare to lay a finger on me today, as long as I remain alive, it will be a fight to the death between us.*
Chapter 120