Two Blossoms, Each Telling Its Own Tale.
Meanwhile, in the northern part of the Imperial Capital, at the Liu Group headquarters building.
Ye Lingchen had swaggered back into the security duty room on the first floor of the group.
He wore a cheap security uniform that was slightly too large for him, with a pair of dusty old Beijing cloth shoes on his feet.
He arrogantly propped both legs up on the desk, crossed one over the other, and held a lit Hongtashan cigarette at an angle between his lips.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and peered through the glass window of the duty room.
Leisurely admiring the various female employees in business attire coming and going through the lobby.
"Tsk, tsk... those legs are long enough. Perfect golden ratio."
"Mm, that ass is perky enough. It sways with every step—definitely built for bearing children!"
"Oh! That chest is broad enough. Quite an impressive scale!"
Ye Lingchen exhaled a cloud of murky smoke, rubbed his chin, and made a string of lewd comments without the slightest restraint.
"Not bad, not bad. The quality at a big company really is high!"
"Mm, Balenciaga black stockings are unbeatable too!"
Hearing Ye Lingchen's utterly shameless hooligan remarks.
The several security guards standing watch nearby exchanged strange glances from the corners of their eyes.
Every gaze directed at Ye Lingchen carried barely concealed contempt and shock.
By now, Ye Lingchen had become famous across the country, with countless netizens dubbing him the resounding title of "the Imperial Capital's number one talent."
When these guards idly scrolled through Yin Yue after work, they had naturally watched this colleague's absurd videos inside and out.
They never could have imagined it!
After going through such a shocking scandal.
Ye Lingchen still had the nerve to return to