"That girl."
Chu Xiao'e stood outside the elevator, watching her figure recede, feeling helpless and blushing.
Despite her refusal to accept the unspoken rules even at the expense of offending Zhang Xiaoxian, she was far from clueless.
She simply preferred gentleness over force.
And, Zhang Xiaoxian was too old.
Just the thought of being dominated by an old man made Si Qingqing feel nausea.
Besides, her family was well off, not lacking in money.
Her family had no expectations of her holding a significant official position.
If Zhang Xiaoxian were handsome, she might have progressed a long time ago.
Back at home.
As soon as Song Guanchao saw Chu Xiao'e, he immediately rose from his seat, noticed her accusatory expression, and knew he was about to be interrogated.
"Did you touch her?"
"Yes."
"How much did you touch?"
"Cough, pretty much everything."
"Did you go inside?"
"No! But..."
"But what?"
"I pushed against her."
"Was it exciting?"
"Ah?"
"Is her body nice?"
