Mr. Yang did not seem to hear her clearly because he leaned into her and asked, "Sorry?"
Song Qingchun repeated the question.
"Sorry?" Mr. Yang repeated that and moved to close the gap between them. His approach brought with him a heavy stench of alcohol and cologne. It made her frown, and she subconsciously moved further away to create some space between them. Then, she repeated her question another time kindly and patiently.
Mr. Yang did the same thing until Song Qingchun reached the end of the seat. Just as Mr. Yang was going to press his body on top of Song Qingchun, she finally lost her patience and stood up from the sofa. However, before she could get up, Mr. Yang suddenly reached out to grab her wrist.
Song Qingchun tried pulling away and said, "Mr. Yang, you have had too much to drink."