In a low voice, she said, "Chairman Zhao, this is a public place, please don't..."
The golf course was completely open, with a wide field of view, and anyone with a quick glance would know what they were doing.
Her delicate face and shy, glistening eyes appeared to the man as if she was playing hard to get. Chairman Zhao's desire intensified, and he couldn't care less if anyone was watching. He shamelessly pinched the woman's buttocks with his large hand.
With a greasy smile on his fleshy face, he said, "I heard Miss Jiang studied art. Coincidentally, I'm very interested in that. Why don't we find a quiet place this evening for a more 'in-depth' exchange?"
Jiang Xiao's grip on the club tightened, her knuckles turning white. After a moment, she forced out a stiff smile, "This..."
"Chairman Zhao is in great spirits."
She had just uttered a single word when a lazy voice suddenly interjected.
What a scene she was witnessing!
