chapter 122 the old man was old-fashioned, boring, and strict.

song qincheng's brain buzzed when she met the man's eyes. after a brief moment of shock, she immediately retreated.

the door of the public security office was closed again in her hands.

song qincheng stood in the corridor. her face, ears, and even her neck were slowly heating up.

it wasn't like he hadn't seen it before.

however, the visual impact was very different.

she didn't know why, but she remembered the scene of him pressing her down and asking for a kiss yesterday.

she walked back to the guest room absent-mindedly. song qincheng covered her burning cheeks with both hands and accidentally glanced at the dressing mirror. she realized that her face was redder than a steamed shrimp.

after a while, there was a knock on the door.

"go wash up," yu tingchuan said from outside the door.

after he finished speaking, he left.

song qincheng saw the man's reflection on the door. he was already dressed, his shirt and pants were straight and long.