"Come in," Sang Qiao didn't lift her head, continuing to tidy up, her red lips moving slightly.
The door opened, and a tall man walked in. He was wearing a white shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing his well-built collarbone.
As he pulled open the door, he didn't forget to close it behind him and stopped in front of the office desk.
His face was handsome, with a discernible abstinent quality. At the sight of Sang Qiao, a flash of amazement passed through his eyes; he had thought his boss would be a sleazy middle-aged woman.
He hadn't expected to meet a young and beautiful woman. Suddenly, he felt that offering himself wasn't so unbearable, and he deftly started to unbutton his shirt.
Sang Qiao: "?"
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What are you doing?"
"Sister Qiao, I know Senior Lu is busy with filming and may not have time to attend to you. Let me... volunteer," the male actor said with a smile creeping across his face.
Sang Qiao: "..."
"Get out."
