The servant placed the computer on the table, and Rong Qin entered and started taking off her clothes. She removed her sweater, revealing the tight tank top underneath, then bent down to take off her pants.
Mo Nanjue pushed the door open and walked in. Upon seeing this, he turned his gaze away and frowned, "What are you doing?"
Rong Qin bit her lip, her hand still on the zipper of her jeans, "I... I'm serving you."
Disgust flashed in the man's eyes. He walked to the table without looking at her, "Wait a moment, I have something to deal with first."
Rong Qin nodded. She walked over, raised her hand as if to hug his shoulder, but didn't dare to and just stood by the side pretending to be timid.
Mo Nanjue opened the laptop, logged into his system, and entered his username and password.
He didn't send Rong Qin away; she stood nearby, silently memorizing the username and password.
