The thought frightened Su Tianzhen, and she felt both anger and fear at the prospect of retaliation from Ming Ge.
The great figure woke up.
Gong Yeyan: "..."
What?
Gong Yeyan rubbed his forehead, sat up, and the black ice-silk quilt slid off, revealing a stark contrast to the pure black in the glowing white of his skin.
This scene was breathtakingly beautiful.
The person was stunned for a moment.
Then, as his eyes moved again to the man's stunningly handsome face, now radiant with health, the laziness around his eyes carried a hint of charm that could topple all beings, "Hmm?"
Chu Mufeng took off his sunglasses, lunged forward, bending one knee on the bed and leaning over, his hands grasping tightly at the front of the man's shirt.
The passionate and burning eyes that resembled peach blossoms became even more filled with heart-wrenching pain upon seeing the lipstick smeared on the white shirt.
Behind him, Zuo An, the aide who had entered the room with him, saw the glamorous movie star nearly throwing himself on the man: "..."
Chu Shao, no, Mr. Movie Star, please let go of my young master. That posture can easily lead to misunderstandings, okay!
Zuo An coughed, walked over, and, before his young master could throw the person off, dutifully pulled the movie star away, "Chu Shao, please come here first, and let the young master get dressed first."
Chu Mufeng reluctantly let go, turning away with a "Hmph!"
Zuo An stepped forward, took one look, and was also stunned, "Young master, your clothes..."
"What's wrong with them?" Gong Yeyan opened his eyes, his obsidian-black pupils deep, and his thin lips formed words, his tone low and rich like the strings of a piano.
"There are words on it," Zuo An managed to glimpse, saying with a strange look on his face.
Hmm?
The man lowered his gaze.
Then, a line slowly blooming on the white shirt, in a bright vibrant red, burst into his view.
Gong Yeyan's pupils suddenly contracted.
Although the words were upside down from his perspective, he recognized them immediately.
"..." Chu Mufeng squinted his beautiful peach-blossom eyes, preempting his friend and reading out the words on the white shirt one by one, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha..."
Zuo An's face was a mixture of emotions.
Although he was unclear which bold and daring woman had slept with his pure and untainted young master and left such a "surprise," Chu Shao, please don't seek your own death, okay?!
Sure enough, as soon as Chu Mufeng finished speaking, the temperature in the room plummeted—
Freezing for thousands of miles.
"Find it funny?"
The gloating Chu Mufeng shivered and stopped laughing, "Cough."
With a single look from the man, he asked again, "Happy now?"
Chu Mufeng: "..."
Gong Yeyan got out of bed, raised his hand to take off the wrinkled white shirt and put on the black silk shirt that Zuo An held out to him, buttoning it from bottom to top until the very last button.
A figure in black attire, matched with an incredibly handsome face, exuded an indescribable aura of abstinence.
Gong Yeyan straightened his cuffs, and a diamond cufflink at the sleeve shone brilliantly, his voice suddenly deepening:
"Start the investigation, find that woman from last night..."