"Mutual consent?" Wen Jichen's eyes suddenly narrowed, repeating Ling Qingan's words.
Although his tone was light, it was heavy, cold, and gloomy, with an air of storm surrounding him.
"Of course, he's willing, I'm willing, isn't that mutual consent? But Director Wen, could you please let go of me first?" Ling Qingan said, moving the arm and waist held by the man, "Don't you think this is... very inappropriate?"
Wen Jichen slightly squinted his eyes, tightening his grip around her waist, "Inappropriate? You think it's inappropriate? Or are you afraid your good brother will be angry if he sees this?"
"Both, of course, I'm also afraid Director Wen's girlfriend would get jealous, but it seems Director Wen enjoys fooling around behind his girlfriend's back, getting entangled with others, what do you want to do? Seeking novelty? Or looking for excitement?"
Her nonchalance made Wen Jichen squeeze her jaw harder, "Ling Qingan, don't make me angry."
