the person gently switched on a warm yellow nightlight on the bedside table.Shu Tinglan felt that she must look awful right now. Her hair on her forehead was damp, and the moment the light turned on,...Zhao Tingxing's bad taste only extends to his close lover. It's a very private matter, and he'd be very resistant to getting someone to open the lock. He also didn't want Han Li to feel even a bit embarrassed.

At this moment, he was dressed neatly and, under the glare of Han Li's furious eyes, began trying to pick the lock himself.

But of course, it wouldn't open. In the end, I had no choice but to call the fire department. I just said the lock was jammed and needed help.es in an almost vacuum environment. She has no understanding of these companies at all, let alone how Xu Zhao got to his position in the entertainment industry today.She spent the night digging into X...