Madam Dihao is not good

You don't have to worry about what I do, I tell you to do it, and there is nothing wrong with you doing it. "

Chanel's fists were tightly clenched by her side.

Her face turned pale and she said, "I let you do whatever you want, if you don't give me the video later?"

Wen Wanrou sideways: "Go and take out the SD card."

The servant responded and went... [

The SD card is in the camera, Wen Wanrou connected the card to the USB port of the computer, and the TV is connected to the computer.

As soon as the servant removed the SD card, the picture on the big screen disappeared.

Wen Wanrou took the card over and waved it in front of Chanel's eyes. Chanel reached out to grab it, but she immediately moved away and stuffed the card into the bra under the low neckline.

"Hurry up, let's finish the matter, and I will give you the SD card."

Chanel bit her lip, she really wanted to rush over to snatch the SD card, but she was afraid that she would be angered if she failed to snatch it...

Slowly rolling up her sleeves, Chanel closed her eyes and turned her face away.

Wen Wanrou smiled, flicked the ashes, and blew on the scarlet cigarette butt

Suddenly, there was a burning pain, and the skin was burned by the fire, giving off a scorched smell.

The servant yelled in a low voice, and quickly turned his face away, unable to bear to look again.

Chanel bit her lip and frowned tightly, the pain seemed to spread to the whole arm through the burning point.

There is a gentle and presumptuous laughter beside her ears: "I have taught you so many lessons today, you have to remember that offending me, Wen Wanrou, will not end well. I advise you to be obedient in the future."

The cigarette butt was finally moved away, and Wen Wanrou pulled off her sleeve to cover the shocking point.

Chanel opened her eyes with a pale face, and stretched out her hand: "Give me the SD card."

Wen Wanrou threw away the cigarette butt, and readily gave the SD to Chanel.

Chanel held the card tightly in her palm, and before she left, she thought of a crucial question, turned around and asked, "You haven't copied the video here, have you?"

Gentle shrugging: "What do you think?"

"Is there any?"

"Of course there is." Wen Wanrou said