Wei Anning put down the clothes and was about to turn around and leave. She had seen the movie once before, with Leng Youchen accompanying her, and the scenes still lingered vividly in her mind. The moaning from the speakers made her blush and her heart race.
She paused in her steps and turned to Linda, "Miss Linda, watching this kind of movie at a single man's home isn't quite appropriate, is it?"
"Hasn't Miss Wei seen it before?" Linda retorted.
Wei Anning was at a loss for words. Indeed, she watched this movie that night and felt she wasn't in a position to reproach Linda for it. Yet she couldn't shake off the odd discomfort in her heart.
"I've seen it, watched it with Leng Youchen."
Linda's fingers dug into the leather sofa beneath her, her face turning particularly unpleasant. She looked up at Wei Anning, "Have you done it?"
