This matter was finally settled, and Shen Qianshu could finally be at ease. Suddenly, a terrifying thought crossed her mind. Had Master seen her pictures? She flirted with a young lady outside the casino today.
"Master, this Master Qian, is he handsome?"
Ye Ling's face darkened, and he stared at Shen Qianshu coldly. Even with a computer screen separating them, she could feel his anger rising. "Handsome or not, how does that concern you?"
"I'm just casually asking! If he is handsome, we can forgive him, right? Anything that an attractive person does is forgivable."
"How shallow!"
"Everything that Master does is also forgivable, and why is this so? That's because Master is handsome!"
"You have good taste!"
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
Ha ha, this double standard, no one but him.
Looks like there are no pictures. Thank goodness, thank goodness.
