"Mayor Lin...please don't be rash...you're committing a crime!"
Her hands clutching Lin Fan's arms tightly, Ren Tian'ai felt her breathing become difficult. She struggled to twist her waist, trying to escape Lin Fan's demonic grasp with wide-open eyes.
"What's the matter? Don't you like this feeling?"
Lin Fan moved a step closer, pinning her against the corner of the wall, and his hand on her neck did not loosen—instead, he squeezed even tighter.
"I can give you the money and gifts back...please don't treat me like this..."
The suffocation made Ren Tian'ai roll her eyes uncontrollably, her body awkwardly trembling, which provoked a playful smile on Lin Fan's face as his hand on her ample chest pressed harder.
"Ren Shuishui, do you like this feeling?"
When Lin Fan called out this name, Ren Tian'ai's body shook, her eyes filled with surprise. It had been a long time since anyone called her by that nickname, and in shock, she couldn't utter a single word.
