C50 You like Tightfitting Clothes?

Yang Zuo's complexion turned ashen. "Mr. Gu, I didn't mean it like that."

Gu Chi had no further interest in dealing with Yang Zuo. He maneuvered his wheelchair and exited the warehouse.

Upon arriving home, Gu Chi entered the room just as Su Kexin emerged from her bath, wrapped in a towel. She hadn't anticipated running into Gu Chi.

"Ah!" Su Kexin let out a soft exclamation