Alas, Nian Xiaomu did not fall for it.
With her arms folded across her chest, she leaned against the other side of the door frame and raised her eyebrow at Zheng Yan. "Are you flushing because of this? Yesterday, Mo Yongheng and you…
"That's enough, that's enough! Nothing happened except for a small incident and what you see is what you get. As you know, accidents happen. I was lucky to only have to make a small sacrifice to be able to obtain these photos. In fact, they look quite authentic!"
Zheng Yan blabbered without stopping.
She spoke so fast that Nian Xiaomu could not get a word in.
She could only stare at the hickey on Zheng Yan's neck.
And it wasn't just on the neck.
Even though Zheng Yan was quick to stop her just now, she had managed to peek at the marks on her chest.
Tsk tsk, she could tell that it must have been a pretty intense battle last night.
Although she could not tell who made the first move.
