If she hadn't been so familiar with Jiang Chenglong, Rong Xuelong wouldn't believe that Jiang Chenglong, who was embarrassed when he spoke loudly to her, actually dared to pressure her and question her fiercely.
What… happened to him?
"Sigh… you, let go of me first. I'm going to… be angered by you."
Rong Xuelong rarely begged for mercy.
This guy was usually gentle and shy, so she almost forgot that he was sent to the army by General Jiang for training every year.
If he used his methods to deal with her now, she really wouldn't have a chance to turn the tables.
"Answer my question." Jiang Chenglong had no intention of letting go. He lowered his voice. "Rong Xuelong, are you thinking of inviting that man in and using the same methods you did to me on him?"
"What, what did I do to you before?" Rong Xuelong wanted to cry.
Jiang Chenglong, let go. Sister's neck is going to break.