However, the folder did not open as she expected, instead, a dialog box popped up, prompting her to enter a password.
Xu Pei beca even more curious about the contents of the folder, thought for a mont, and tried to enter Leng Zimo’s birthday before clicking to confirm.
Password incorrect.
"Not right?!"
Xu Pei thought for a while longer and tried several combinations of numbers, including Mother Leng’s birthday, death anniversary, and other important dates, but to no avail.
Finally, she went directly online, found Luo Xiaoqian’s birthday, entered it, and confird.
The folder opened!
Jealousy swelled within Xu Pei’s heart.
Having lived with the Leng Family for a few years, she understood Leng Zimo quite well, knowing that he liked to use the birthdays of the people he cared about most as passwords.
When Mother Leng was alive, his most commonly used password was her birthday.
Now, he had changed it to Luo Xiaoqian’s birthday, which ant that Luo Xiaoqian was now the most important person in his life at this mont.
There were plenty of files in the folder.
Most of them were photographs of Luo Xiaoqian, and so were of the two of them together, many of which were from the photos of Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian’s trip in Los Angeles that Xu Pei had seen before.
Not particularly interested, Xu Pei randomly clicked on the next picture, and when the photograph of Leng Zimo reaching into Luo Xiaoqian’s T-shirt appeared, she slamd her hand on the keyboard with a snap, cursing under her breath.
"Despicable, shaless..."
Having lost interest, she moved the mouse casually, intending to close the folder, but the slap on the keyboard happened to hit the right arrow, and then a video appeared.
Despite being furious to the point of nearly vomiting blood, curiosity drove her to press the play button.
The video started, showing a bed that seed to be in a hotel room from the looks of the surroundings, with a man lying on the pillow. As the cara zood in, Xu Pei recognized at a glance that it was Leng Zimo.
He lay there with his eyes closed, motionless, seemingly asleep. Then, Luo Xiaoqian appeared in the shot, also hopped beside Leng Zimo, pulled over the blanket to cover their bodies, and then pulled down her clothes, bringing Leng Zimo’s head to rest against her chest.
"Pervert!"
Xu Pei muttered disdainfully, raising her hand to close the video, but looking at the frozen fra with Leng Zimo’s eyes shut tight, she paused her fingers, puzzled.
At first, she had thought this was an intimate video they had made, but Leng Zimo appeared to be far from conscious.
She started the video again, watching patiently as it continued.
In the video, it was mainly Luo Xiaoqian moving, while Leng Zimo was manipulated around like a prop.
After struggling for a while, Luo Xiaoqian seed sowhat unsatisfied.
"For fa, for money, just go for it!"
As her voice ca through on the video, she had already pulled Leng Zimo’s hand and stuffed it inside her camisole.
Luo Xiaoqian fussed for a long ti until she was about to wrap things up, but then Leng Zimo abruptly woke up.
"Who are you?!"
"I... I’m a service attendant! I... I have... Ah..."
"Get out before I change my mind!"
...
In the video, Leng Zimo was continuously cold and rejecting, but Luo Xiaoqian clung to him like a little vixen would not let go.
Eventually, both of them disappeared from the shot, and it took a while before they appeared on cara again.
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