A photo in Qi Siming's wallet?
Could it be the sister he's been searching for all this time?
Diers had just picked it up to look at it when Qi Siming entered the room.
The guy was dressed in a translucent performance outfit that barely hid his upper body muscles. Below, his tight pants left no room for imagination, with a color so bold that every single detail was laid bare.
Diers really wanted to ask him if he was selling singing or his body!
But what left Diers most speechless was that Qi Siming was even wearing perfume, "..."
He disliked heavy fragrances.
"I have no choice, it's a must for the stage," Qi Siming, aware of Diers's aversion to strong scents, explained.
Diers nodded, "Hmm."
Qi Siming noticed the photo in Diers's hand, his face fell as he swiftly snatched it, "This is my sister's photo, how did you pull it out?"
Diers glanced at a visibly nervous Qi Siming, "It fell out."
It was just a picture, was this guy overreacting?
