Chen Qianye took off the shirt from Su Qiqi, paused when she saw the white undershirt underneath, then pulled her hand back, "Let it be. Show some decency later, alright?"
The man still stood there dazed, with his lips sealed and a thoughtful look on his face.
"Don't mess this up for me, and when it's done, you'll get your due rewards," Chen Qianye glanced at the time, she had to hurry, "I am leaving now, just do as I instructed."
Chen Qianye trod around in her high-heeled shoes while the carpet, beneath her, was soft. Nonetheless, she strode straight and sure.
No sooner had she closed the door than Lin Feng, who was standing nearby, said, "Follow me."
"No, I want to stay and watch this."
She wanted to see the person cradled in Jin Muchen's hand fall from grace, see his pain, and then his hate for her, the initiator of the ordeal.
"Do you think that's possible?" Lin Feng leaned against the wall, slightly bent at the waist, and he seemed somewhat dejected.
