"Have you seen enough?" Fu Sinian's voice sounded above Shi Qian's head.
Shi Qian winced and immediately looked away.
Fu Sinian pulled off his tie and loosened another button.
Shi Qian did not look at the recording on her phone and stared at his actions.
"Fu Sinian, what are you doing?"
"I'm a little stuffy," Fu Sinian replied with a smile.
Shi Qian's gaze darted around, and her heart began to race involuntarily.
Her arms were getting weaker, and the image was getting lower.
"Qian Qian, where exactly do you want to shoot? Huh?" Fu Sinian asked her. His voice was bewitching and held back some evil intentions.
Shi Qian immediately suppressed the soreness in her arm and raised the phone again to take a video of Fu Sinian's face.
"Qian Qian, you almost exposed me just now."
Shi Qian's face immediately turned red. She cursed softly, "Hooligan!"
"Who are you cursing?" Fu Sinian asked again.
