"Of course, I came to see how you're doing, Ning Bro."
Su Qili walked into Ning Fan's room on her own accord, sat down on the bed, and crossed her long legs, eyes flirtatious as silk.
"If there's nothing important, please leave," Ning Fan said, his face cold.
A trace of embarrassment and annoyance flashed through Su Qili's eyes: "I was just worried that you might be feeling lonely tonight, Ning Bro, so I came to keep you company."
As she spoke, she took off her overcoat right in front of Ning Fan.
Underneath, Su Qili was wearing only a semi-transparent camisole that could barely contain her proud curves, making her appear irresistibly seductive under the light.
"Mr. Ning, ever since I met you last time, I've admired you greatly. I thought I'd take the chance tonight to have a heart-to-heart with you..."
Twisting her slender waist, Su Qili slowly drew closer to Ning Fan, feeling utterly smug.