Yu Sangwan returned to the guest room department and knocked on the director's door.
The door opened, and the director was dressed in a bathrobe, with an ambiguous expression on his face. "Did you buy it?"
"Yes." Yu Sangwan carefully took it out from the book and was about to hand it to the director.
Suddenly, an arm reached out from the side and grabbed her wrist. Yu Sangwan was startled and instinctively looked up. Facing Lu Jinxuan's face, which was as terrifying as King Yama's, she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt considering what she was holding.
Involuntarily, she moved her lips, "..."
"Hmph." Lu Jinxuan let out a barely audible cold snort, clasped her wrist, and pulled her hard into his arms, "Yu Sangwan, do you have any shame left?"
"What?" Yu Sangwan was stunned. What did he mean by that?
In the struggle, the box of condoms slipped from Yu Sangwan's hand. The director picked it up with a puzzled look, "Um, Yu Sangwan..."
