Today was Saturday, the day Shen Qingling was meeting Lin Xingmian. But he had arranged to meet her in the afternoon, so he still planned to visit the orphanage that morning.
The director had tried to persuade him to rest after such a tiring week and not wear himself out, but he was too stubborn to listen.
That morning, Shen Qingling left for the orphanage as usual. Unfortunately, he had not checked the weather, and it started raining before he had gone very far.
Shen Qingling was soaked through by the rain and had no choice but to return home to change clothes.
He deliberately avoided entering through the living room because he knew there was a camera there and did not want to be filmed.
Shen Qingling went around the backyard and tried to enter through the villa's back door.
What he did not know was that the production crew had installed a camera by the back door as well.
Shen Qingling hurried to the back door and walked straight into one of the show's hidden cameras.
The viewers who had gotten up early to watch the livestream had still been drowsily squeezing onto buses when a seductive burst of panting suddenly came through their earphones. They immediately opened their eyes and looked at their phones.
The young man on camera was completely unaware. He took off his jacket, and his thin white T-shirt, soaked by the rain, clung tightly to his abs.
His faintly visible eight-pack and that seemingly absent, yet unmistakable panting sent people's imaginations running wild.
The thin, translucent T-shirt outlined the young man's entire upper body with crystal clarity. After running over, he was still breathing lightly.
He swept up his wet bangs, revealing a smooth, full forehead and cold, striking brows and eyes.
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