Upon hearing, the little girl’s face turned crimson red as she shyly took out her phone: "It’s this one..."
In the pitch-black background, she was bare-chested, drunk with her eyes closed and swaying, every detail was clearly visible!
Oh my god.
Even the carefree Bai He and Xi Rubao, both being won, blushed upon seeing it.
Not to ntion Wu Qianman, who quickly bowed her head, embarrassed to look any longer.
On the contrary, Zuzi glanced casually at the photo, pondering slightly as her red lips opened: "Hmm, Ancestry was a bit careless when creating this, didn’t pay attention to the symtry details. In the future, it should be consistent in size..."
Everyone was stunned: "..."
Little Ancestor, when you say inconsistency in size, you wouldn’t be referring to... XXX, would you??
Everyone started checking the surveillance caras, reviewing the footage from all corners of the bar, but didn’t find any trace of the young girl being photographed secretly.
After getting drunk, she spent most of her ti lying on the table. When she couldn’t hold it anymore and wanted to go to the bathroom, her female friend accompanied her, and nothing seed off.
The bodyguards felt smug: "Well, little girl, what did we say earlier? We operate a business openly, and there are many here to pick a fight! This photo might have been taken at ho during an intimate X mont with your boyfriend, haha!"
The girl was so anxious she cried: "No, I didn’t! I’ve just started college and still live in a dormitory... Boohoo, don’t falsely accuse ..."
Xi Rubao saw the girl in distress, feeling a hundred tis more anxious herself, scratching her head for a while until a sudden inspiration struck: "Could there be a pinhole cara in the bathroom?"
The bodyguards chuckled: "You’re reading too many novels!"
Xi Rubao insisted on checking the bathroom, offering the girl one last glimr of hope.
The bodyguards, eager to watch the spectacle, didn’t stop her.
Sure enough, after searching the won’s restroom for a long ti, not even a pinhole was found.
The last hope shattered.
The girl held her head and wept bitterly.
She was about to be thrown out of the bar in disgrace, even though she was the victim of a scandalous photo being forced to bear the consequences...
Zuzi stood in front of the restroom mirror and suddenly said lightly: "Stop."
With just two simple words, the unruly smirking bodyguards stood frozen in their tracks: "Why, why?"
Zuzi pointed at the mirror with her jade-like finger and said blandly: "Smash it."
The bodyguards’ faces changed!
"No, we can’t, our boss spent a fortune on this renovation, it can’t be damaged!"
"Even as VIPs, you can’t abuse your power like this. You can’t find a cara so you’re smashing the bar, it’s too much!"
"Believe it or not, our big boss will blacklist you in the city in no ti..."
In their nervousness, all sorts of threats were blurted out.
This made the initially clueless Xi Rubao start sensing sothing fishy: "What are you afraid of? Is there a problem with the mirror? Is the cara hidden behind it? Sister Bai He, if they won’t, we will!"
A few girls picked up anything they could reach—a mop stick, decorative vase, stainless steel fittings—and fiercely smashed the large wash basin mirror.
"Crash—!"
With a shattering sound, the entire mirror wall cracked.
Then an unbelievable scene appeared: behind the mirror, instead of a hidden cara, there was an entire VIP room concealed.
Inside, a group of n were eagerly observing everything in the won’s restroom through a visible one-way mirror.
This included the girl’s drunken state, her using the toilet without closing the stall door, changing clothes... all kinds of things!
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