By right, there was only one reason why a woman would take a bath at a man's house.
Shen Jingwei tightened his hands into fists.
This time, it was not simply an image of Hua Xueying kissing Yan Renzhong.
It was Hua Xueying herself in person, standing in the middle of Yan Renzhong's apartment, with only a bathrobe on.
"Maybe we should take a seat."
Shang Ruohai, sensing the tension in the air, urged Shen Jingwei toward the living room couch.
But Shen Jingwei's legs were rooted to the spot, refusing to move.
He didn't want to go inside and take a seat.
What he wanted was go, far far away, escape this mortifying situation and did not return.
"Senior Shang, I..."
Those three words barely left his lips when the door behind them opened again and Yan Renzhong entered with Lawyer Hui in tow.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Everyone was baffled by each other's unexpected appearance in the apartment.
