Wang Qi is leaning on the bed, holding some information about Wang's business. She will go to work in a few days. She always needs to know something about it first. She casually looks up and finds Wang Zeyu standing in front of the bathroom door, looking at herself strangely.

"What's wrong? Is there anything on my face? As she spoke, Wang Qi touched her face. It was smooth and delicate. She saw herself again. The thin silk covered her lower body. As for the upper body, there was nothing wrong with her. Why did Wang Zeyu look at herself like that?

Looking back, Wang Zeyu pretended to be calm...