Shi Qian followed the old master's gaze and her expression changed drastically.
There was actually a faint lipstick mark on Fu Sinian's face!
She must have left it behind when she was in the car!
Fu Sinian slowly reached up and touched his cheek. There was a faint pink color on his fingertips.
It was her lipstick.
"I understand." The old master gripped his cane and smiled warmly.
"What do you know?" Fu Sinian pulled out a tissue and wiped the lipstick from his fingertips with a cold expression.
Shi Qian watched his actions and felt a trace of humiliation.
She didn't mean to kiss him!
Even if she despised him, she couldn't possibly not care about others' feelings at all, right?
The old master looked at Shi Qian.
Shi Qian had turned his back. He did not look at Shi Qian's expression. He thought that the young lady was shy.
