On the way home, Qing Ling-er has never been calm in her mind and can't help thinking about the pictures in Yang Conghan's office. No matter how she represses herself and controls herself not to think about them, there will still be pictures like that in her mind, even if she imagines Yang Conghan as herself.

Qing Ling-er is a little bit on the top. I don't know why she suddenly came up with this idea. She pinched her arm with her right hand severely. The pain on her arm finally sobered her a lot. This method is her usual way to remind and warn herself, but it seems to...