As soon as she entered the office, Shen Hanqian hooked Xiao Qingcang's neck proactively and kissed him.
Xiao Qingcang naturally wrapped his arms around her, deepening the kiss.
"Wait!" she suddenly said.
Xiao Qingcang looked at her, puzzled. "Why wait?"
Although she had already mentally prepared herself, at this critical moment, she still felt a bit embarrassed. "We're already in the office. Isn't this... not so great?"
"Hmm? What's not great about it?"
Xiao Qingcang pointed at the curtains. "The curtains here are thick enough. Once they're drawn, forget anyone from the building across the street catching a glimpse—even sunlight can't squeeze its way in!"
"It's not about the curtains!" Shen Hanqian glanced at the curtains.
Indeed, her curtains were of excellent quality, a luxury brand that cost over seventy thousand yuan.
If they couldn't block anything, it would be a real injustice to all that money.
