C25 Treatment

Yann Shaokun's eyelids jumped. He almost jumped up from his seat.

Tang Yao didn't wait for his reaction as she directly undid the buttons on her chest.

"Didn't Young Master Hee avoid the suspicion first?" Yann Shaokun's tone was sour as he looked at Hee Han with a dangerous expression.

Hee Han ignored him. He continued to carefully tidy up the rows of silver needles with different lengths