The scene inside the office was fully visible to Su Fan.
Wu Miao's clothes had been ripped open, and she was lying on the desk. Director Zhang, already bald, was thrusting fiercely with Wu Miao's legs on his shoulders.
"Zhang, are you, are you trying to kill me? Go easy."
Wu Miao began to complain to Zhang Haitao.
Anger was written all over Zhang Haitao's face.
"Damn, that kid pissed me off today. I've got a belly full of fire, and you're going to help me quench it tonight."
As he spoke, he fiercely pinched Wu Miao's chest.
"Ouch."
Wu Miao screamed in pain.
"Looks like this old coot is really pissed at me."
Su Fan sneered to himself as he crouched by the window.
He was also somewhat thankful to Zhang Jing for giving him this piece of information.
The reason he had refused to go home with Liu Ye today was specifically to keep an eye on Wu Miao.
He hadn't expected to actually catch them in the act.
