The sudden bellow made Shen Fanxing's lashes tremble and she turned her head instinctively.
Bo Jinchuan's eyes were as cold as shards of ice, and he was emitting an ominous vibe.
A sharp, deathly aura seemed to surround him.
That aura seemed to be moving on a path of destruction, as though it wanted to tear someone apart.
"Why are you here?"
Bo Jinchuan squinted at her before glancing at the laptop screen.
The women's fair bodies were entangled on the bed.
There were heavy gasps coming from them, and Bo Jinchuan's face darkened as a result.
Shen Fanxing stood up awkwardly.
She turned to Bo Jinchuan and pressed her palms on the desk. She rested her body against the edge as she ran her fingers through her hair awkwardly.
"You've finished… eating?"
Shen Fanxing's face was as red as a tomato and she was too embarrassed to look up.
