"And what if I don't?" Chu Mian shot back, her voice calm. "You're not leaving this place until you do, you little thief! Gutter trash!" Qian Nannan spat, glaring at her. "Take it off." "And if I take it off and there's nothing, will you get on your knees and apologize to me?" Chu Mian stared her down, her eyes cold, not even trying to break Qian Nannan’s grip. "I..." Qian Nannan hesitated. Seeing