About three or four minutes later, Qin Hao had committed all the information to memory and stood up, saying, "Okay, let's go."
The two of them left the office building together, then He Tingting got into his car.
It was a little after six, the sky had just darkened when Qin Hao's motorcade arrived downstairs at He Tingting's place.
After getting out of the car, He Tingting hooked her arms through his, her cheeks flushed with shyness, feeling completely different from when she had pretended before.
Qin Hao glanced at her, smiling without saying a word. He Tingting's cheeks grew even redder, "Let's go up quickly."
They entered the elevator, which was nearly empty.
Today, He Tingting was wearing a black leather skirt, with flesh-colored stockings underneath, a base shirt, and a black coat on top, looking incredibly sexy.
In the elevator, Qin Hao awkwardly said, "Teacher, don't stand too close, or it might be embarrassing later."
