Wu Qiangwei was still lying on the bed, her legs not yet fully down.
Her heart was in her throat; if Shu Xue saw this, she wouldn't know how to face people in the future.
At the critical moment, Song Guanchao quickly rushed to the door and grabbed the handle.
Outside the door, Shu Xue felt the door handle suddenly stop turning.
She let out a puzzled "hmm."
At this moment, Song Guanchao pulled down and opened the door a crack.
"Director Song..."
"Shh!" Song Guanchao gestured for silence, whispering, "The mayor is on the phone."
"Oh, okay..." Shu Xue immediately lowered her voice.
"Wait outside for a moment." Song Guanchao looked serious.
"Okay." Shu Xue stepped back a few steps, and Song Guanchao closed the door again.
When he turned around, Wu Qiangwei was already on the ground, pulling up her pants.
She glared at him in a mix of shyness and anger, whispering, "Don't do this again!"
"Yes, yes, I promise I won't." Song Guanchao repeatedly assured, with full sincerity.
