Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruoqing's eyes widened, suddenly realizing, and reached for the documents in Chen Mo's hand.
Chen Mo raised them high, avoiding her grasp.
"Give it to me." Jiang Ruoqing broke free from Chen Mo's embrace, used her body technique, and reached for it again.
But she was once again avoided by Chen Mo, who teased: "Didn't you say you didn't want it?"
Jiang Ruoqing's face turned red with embarrassment. She hesitated for a while, unable to suppress the shame in her heart, and whispered, "I was wrong."
Chen Mo's smile grew even wider: "What did you say? Speak up, I didn't hear you."
Jiang Ruoqing gritted her teeth, making a cracking sound, then lowered her head and said, "I said I can't, please give me the documents."
Chen Mo tossed the documents to her: "See, if you hadn't said those words before, wouldn't there have been no problem?"
Ignoring him, Jiang Ruoqing eagerly opened the documents and began to read.
