The man and woman in the video were unfamiliar to Sheng Tang. They were intimate, kissing and hugging, but no other indecent actions.
Sheng Tang was even more puzzled.
Seeing her confusion, Jiahuai laughed and opened another file.
"Take a look at this," Jiahuai said with a smile.
Sheng Tang still didn't understand.
But this time, after two seconds of watching, her face suddenly changed, her heart was struck by an inexplicable storm.
"This...." Her face turned a bit pale, "Could this be…"
Jiahuai looked at her smugly.
"Where did you get this?" Sheng Tang was shocked to the core, her face as white as a sheet, "What do you want?"
"It's not about what I want." Jiahuai smiled, perhaps feeling uncomfortable standing and looking down, he sat back on the sofa.
He leaned on the sofa lazily, "I got it by chance, so I'm telling you in advance."
Sheng Tang squinted her eyes.
In her gaze, there was a dangerous glint: "Was it Yang Mingming who did this?"
Jiahuai didn't answer.
