Su Qianxun stared at the neatly-dressed man before her. Not a single crease was on his shirt. She then looked at herself; her clothes were disheveled and undone. He had torn her blouse open in a fit of passion, revealing the bra beneath the garment.
Su Qianxun bit her lower lip in embarrassment. She covered the part of her blouse that was torn with her hand and endured the pain between her legs as she turned around in a daze and left the study.
When Su Qianxun walked past Zi Fan, she could sense Zi Fan's disdain towards her even though there was no expression on the woman's face at all.
Su Qianxun wanted to grab some clothes from the walk-in closet before she headed to the bathroom. However, her legs went limp, and she nearly fell when she turned around the corner.
