"Is it really true? Have you been intimate with Senior Zhu?" Mo Cheng stood aghast, looking as though he'd seen a ghost. "How could you do that?"
At the sight of Mo Cheng's shell-shocked appearance, Shu Qianqian hid a crafty smile with the back of her exquisitely manicured fingernails. She stole a quick, triumphant glance at Li Meirong, eagerly expecting an outrageous reaction. Currently, her greatest desire was to watch Li Meirong grovel and make a spectacle of herself in defense against these accusations.
In a dramatic contrast to her expectations, Li Meirong remained abnormally calm, mirroring the peaceful tranquillity of the pond that could be seen from the back doors. Her cool and collected demeanour only served to further infuriate Shu Qianqian, causing her to bite her lower lip so hard that she ended up piercing the skin.
