Wen Zhiyao bit her lower lip, her eyes met Jiang She's, her arm wrapped around his neck, and she took the initiative to kiss him.
"Jiang, how was my performance?" Wen Zhiyao asked softly, waiting for Jiang She's reaction.
Jiang She nodded in satisfaction, "Quite good. You're rewarded with spending the night with me in my bed.
Jiang She pulled up the covers, draping it over both of them...
That night, was destined to be an unrestful one.
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"Miss Jian, here are the documents you requested. Everything is organized according to your instructions, please review."
In the crowded street, inside a cafe, Jian Keyan removed her sunglasses and opened the leather envelope, looking at the documents and photos inside.
Photos of Wen Zhiyao and Jiang She enjoying their time shopping, watching movies, and eating out.
The rest of the photos were all of Jian Xinlian looking pale and lifeless, as if her soul had been sucked out of her.
