The office door closed, and Chi Jingxuan sat woodenly in his chair, picking up those three photographs again.
Without a doubt, Qin Yuji in the photos was beautiful, breathtakingly so, to the point where one could not bear to look away.
Yet, even he, after admiring the photo, felt a desire and fascination for her body above all else. So then, wouldn't others be even more crazed than him?
The instant Chi Zhenghong threw the photographs at him and he recognized the exposed Qin Yuji, Chi Jingxuan's first thought was that she had been framed, that the photo was either taken secretly or doctored.
But after looking at the photos, Chi Jingxuan was certain that Qin Yuji had willingly posed for them.
In the photos, her eyes stared directly at the camera, displaying all her innocence and allure—emotions that cannot be forced.
Yuji, Yuji... his Yuji.
