The mask on her face almost fell off too.
An Xiaoning took out her rope. Upon the sight of the weapon, he panicked and asked, "What… are you trying to do?"
"What do you think?" She knelt onto the bed and inched closer toward him bit by bit.
Henry got off the bed immediately, leaving An Xiaoning alone on the spacious bed.
He opened the door and realized that there were guards on standby. He then headed to the balcony, only to realize that there were guards below too.
Boiling with fury, he returned inside the room and lay down on the couch.
An Xiaoning goaded, "Ah… how comfy is it to lie on this soft, spacious, and cooling bed."
He rolled his eyes at her in response.
"Mr. Henry, would you like to have some liquor?"
"No."
"Mr. Henry, shall we have a chat?"
"I have nothing to say to you."
