Jiang Ce jumped in shock. In the blink of an eye, Yang Lingsu had revealed most of her shoulder. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, exclaiming, "What are you doing?"
The girl's expression was dazed. She looked at Jiang Ce and said, "I like you. Don't you like me?" As she spoke, she tore forcefully at her clothes, ripping the fabric from her shoulder.
Jiang Ce was dumbfounded as the girl tried to embrace him again. Frightened, he quickly backed away. He furrowed his brow.
What is wrong with this girl? Has she never seen a man before? Even if I'm charming, it shouldn't be like this, right? Or... is she just joking?
At that moment, Jiang Ce sensed something was wrong. His pupils constricted as he looked at Yang Lingsu's face. From the moment he had entered, she had been acting incredibly strange. Her face remained expressionless, as if she were a puppet controlled by invisible strings.
