"..." Ye Xian, "Do you still want my help or not?"
Cary nodded, "I do!"
"Then don't provoke me, shut your mouth, and when we go out, don't say a word. Follow my lead."
Ye Xian pulled Cary out of the bathroom.
On the luxurious king-size bed of the five-star hotel's master bedroom, a girl sat with her legs crossed, leisurely flipping through the intimate photos of her and Cary on her phone.
Seeing them come out, she excitedly put down her phone, "What were you whispering about in there?"
Ye Xian didn't answer her question, "What's your name?"
"Zhao Tongtong."
"How old are you this year?"
"Just turned seventeen."
Ye Xian, "How much money will it take for you to delete the photos and pretend today's incident never happened?"
"What?"
Her question was too direct, and Zhao Tongtong didn't react at first.
