"Do you truly not care about what they say at all?" Li Kun shifted the conversation abruptly, his hands finding their way back to Yu Xi's waist, encircling her in a firm grip that locked her in place.
Why was he returning to this topic again?
Yu Xi raised an eyebrow in response, skepticism dancing in her gaze.
"What is the point of minding it?" she replied, her voice steady.
"So you really don't mind?" Li Kun narrowed his eyes without missing a beat, his grip on her waist tightening ever so slightly, and Yu Xi felt his hands tighten on her waist.
Yu Xi felt a little helpless. Why did Li Kun insist on dwelling on this issue?
It doesn't matter whether she minds or not. It is of no use, and the right to speak does not belong to her.
"Since you don't mind," Li Kun continued, his tone dripping with sarcasm, "then why not make this little arrangement real? It is just that your target is not Director Ma, but me."
