In the days following, Jing Xianjun received MMS messages from an unknown number every day. Without exception, they were intimate photos of Su Lan and Loh Minxian.
Loh Minxian had it even worse than Jing Xianjun.
As the "male lead," he hadn't taken any of those photos nor received them. He had to borrow Jing Xianjun's phone to see them!
"I'm really passive here!" Loh Minxian said, frustrated, scratching his head.
Jing Xianjun was calm: "Have you picked the location for your hot pot restaurant yet?"
"Not yet, I'm not in the mood right now," Loh Minxian replied.
"If you haven't done anything, why bother worrying? Just pretend you haven't seen those photos and do what you need to do."
"I..." Loh Minxian was about to pull his hair out, "Xianjun, you really shouldn't believe her!"
"Alright!"
Jing Xianjun's composure made Loh Minxian feel awkward. If he wasn't calm, it would seem like he was guilty!
"Well, I'm going out for a bit, to look for a place to open the restaurant."
