"W-When did you turn around!?"
Qin Yue widened her eyes, staring at Liu Jianhong as she shouted in horror.
Even though she was already dressed, she instinctively crossed her legs and raised her arms to cover her chest as if it were a habit.
Liu Jianhong chuckled, "Why don't you guess?"
"B-But, didn't you promise earlier not to turn around and peek at me while I'm changing?"
Liu Jianhong raised an eyebrow in response to Qin Yue's words. "Did I really promise you that I wouldn't turn around and peek at you while you were changing? I think I just nodded, didn't I?"
"You!"
Qin Yue instinctively wanted to get angry, but then she managed to suppress her anger.
She took a deep breath, glared at Liu Jianhong, and said harshly, "Forget it, it's my own fault for trusting someone like you."
"You haven't answered my question yet. Why did Chen Yifan call you? Was he urging you to come home?"
Liu Jianhong walked towards Qin Yue as he spoke, and she responded irritably, "What does it have to do with you?"
"Of course, it does. Since earlier, that guy Chen Yifan and I have become love rivals."
As Liu Jianhong spoke, he had already walked up to Qin Yue and smiled mischievously at her.
"I'll ask you again, do you want to be my girlfriend?"
"O-Of course not!" Qin Yue was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head in refusal.
Upon hearing her response, Liu Jianhong's face seemed to show a hint of disappointment. He subtly pouted, "What? Is Chen Yifan that great?"
"My relationship with Little Fan isn't what you think it is. How many times do I have to say it?!"
Qin Yue couldn't help but shout in frustration.
"Fine, think whatever you want. I'm not interested in explaining it to you. If there's nothing else, I'm going back."
After speaking, she clenched her phone and wallet, turned around, and walked toward the door.
As Qin Yue reached the door, about to leave, Liu Jianhong raised his voice slightly, "Hey, we'll meet again."
"I'd rather not! I'll have this outfit washed and sent back here, hmph!"
Qin Yue harshly threw out a remark, then slammed the door and left.
She ran out of Liu Jianhong's house as if fleeing. The cool evening breeze blew against her, which helped clear her mind in an instant.
"Well, let's just pretend that nothing happened earlier."
After muttering to herself, Qin Yue took a deep breath, straightened out her jumbled thoughts, and quickly walked out of the alley.
The series of farces that just occurred in quick succession took up quite a bit of time. She found the two nearest women's clothing stores, bought a few outfits at each, and then took a taxi home.
"Finally, I'm home."
Closing the door behind her, Qin Yue walked into the living room and let out a sigh of relief as if she had been liberated.
She gently placed the newly bought clothes on the sofa, trying to minimize any noise from the paper or plastic bags containing the clothes.
Qin Yue thought Chen Yifan might already be asleep, so she tried to be as quiet as possible. From the moment she entered the door, she had been treading lightly and immediately changed into slippers.
"Little Fan should be asleep by now."
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Chen Yifan's room, only to find that his door wasn't fully closed; it was slightly ajar.
"Huh? Why isn't the door closed properly? Is he still awake?"
Qin Yue furrowed her brows in confusion, lifted her foot, and walked over.
She walked lightly, taking only a few steps to reach the door of Chen Yifan's room. She then bent slightly to peer inside through the slightly open door.
What Qin Yue saw next left her shocked: Chen Yifan was standing by the bed, his legs slightly bent, with his pants and underwear dropped down to his ankles.
Between his almost naked legs, a thick and long erect penis stood firm. It was tightly gripped by Chen Yifan's hand, moving back and forth continuously.
Chen Yifan had his eyes slightly closed, and his breathing grew heavier by the moment.