So Jiang Qingkui paid the price, having to put on a visual performance for Zhou Wang. It was truly a "performance."
Jiang Qingkui appeared calm, but her heart was racing. She had never experienced anything like this in her life.
But she had to admit, she found it somewhat thrilling, an indescribable feeling growing in her heart...
Then Zhou Wang's "counterattack" left her completely flustered.
Her hidden habit was well-concealed. Though it wasn't an issue, as many people have it, being exposed by Zhou Wang was still a huge embarrassment.
Jiang Qingkui bent down and rummaged around, quickly finding a small black bag deep within the storage compartment of the console.
She distinctly remembered putting it away each time. She had no idea how Zhou Wang found it...
But it didn't matter anymore.
At that moment, Jiang Qingkui thought of Zhou Wang's little triumph before he hung up the phone, becoming increasingly annoyed.
