Huang Tingting thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."

She also wanted to see what was recorded in these surveillance videos.

There was an internet cafe nearby the residential area.

They arrived at the internet cafe and rented a small private room.

Huang Tingting had left in a hurry without changing her clothes, still wearing yoga pants and a tight-fitting T-shirt, her shapely figure making the young net cafe attendant's eyes pop.

The two entered the private room and handed her the memory card plugged into the card reader.

"You watch it, let me know when you're done."

Wang Dahai knew what was on the memory card, but Huang Tingting didn't.

He couldn't bring himself to watch it with her, as that would be too awkward.

He focused on his own computer, mindlessly browsing the internet.

Huang Tingting turned on the computer, plugged in the card reader, clicked on the memory card, and immediately a string of dense video files popped up on the screen.

She put on the headphones and clicked on the first video.

Within a few seconds, the scene on the screen changed and a woman in professional attire walked down the street.

Then the image changed again, switching to a home interior.

The professionally dressed woman was changing her shoes in the entryway when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

An ugly-looking old man came in, speaking a foreign language that she couldn't understand.

Just as Huang Tingting was watching with confusion, the old man tackled the woman and began to undress her.

The more Huang Tingting watched, the stranger and more flushed she felt.

By the time she realized something was off, the woman on the screen was already pinned to the ground, her generous buttocks sticking up as the man held them and kissed them.

"Ah!"

Huang Tingting let out a soft cry and covered her face.

Wang Dahai had been glancing over out of the corner of his eye and, hearing her exclamation, turned around pretending to be surprised, "What's wrong?"

Huang Tingting pointed at the screen, embarrassed, "You look."

Wang Dahai looked at the screen, stunned, "Is this… you?"

"It's not!" Huang Tingting's face turned redder, "It's adult film content!"

"Ah?"

Wang Dahai expressed his confusion, "Isn't this taken by the surveillance camera?"

"It's not!"

Huang Tingting didn't know how to explain for a moment, her cheeks flushed, feeling a bit panicked; the more she panicked, the less she knew how to explain.

After staring at the screen for a while, Wang Dahai suddenly understood, "This is an action movie, huh."

"Mm-hmm," Huang Tingting nodded repeatedly, asking in a low voice, "How could these things be here?"

Wang Dahai replied, "Probably your boyfriend forgot to delete them."

"Is there anything else besides this?"

"There is, but I haven't gotten around to watching it yet."

"You look."

Huang Tingting, suppressing her feeling of shame, closed the video and opened the next one.

Soon, a hotel scene appeared on the screen, with a young woman sitting on a sofa.

Before long, a man came out of the bathroom and they began to get intimate.

Wang Dahai looked at the woman in the video, then at Huang Tingting, "Is this you?"

"No!"

Huang Tingting's face was so buried in her chest it almost disappeared.

How could all the videos on this memory card be adult films!

Wang Dahai grabbed the mouse and closed it outright, continuing to open the next one.

One by one the videos were played, all of them adult films.

Huang Tingting initially still felt a bit shy, but noticing Wang Dahai's serious expression, her discomfort gradually faded and she felt calm.

After the last video was done, Wang Dahai said, "Change the memory card."

"Oh, okay."

Huang Tingting swapped in the second memory card.

However, all the videos inside were pornographic films.

Then came the third video.

More than an hour later, Dahai Wang had hastily watched all the videos on the three memory cards.

"It seems the camera didn't get a chance to work."

Dahai said, "I'll delete all the videos for you, and then you can install it when we get back."

"Mm, thank you."

Tingting bowed her head to thank him, yet it was an inadvertent glance that led her to see the bulge in Dahai Wang's crotch, raising a large tent.

She was momentarily stunned, quickly realizing what it was.

Her gaze flustered, she withdrew her eyes, but the outline of that tent made a deep impression on her mind.

She couldn't help but mentally measure it, and to her shock, she found the curve to be astonishing.

Dahai's face remained unchanged; he didn't know that Tingting had seen it, nor did he know what she was thinking.

This was a normal physiological response; he couldn't control it and didn't feel embarrassed.

Pulling out the memory card and placing it in front of her, Dahai said, "I need to use the bathroom; wait for me outside."

"Yeah," Tingting responded quietly, head down.

She didn't lift her head until he left the seat, then silently exhaled.

She patted her somewhat hot cheek, her thoughts in disarray.

After a while, once her composure returned, she got up and left.

Dahai came out of the bathroom and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Back at Tingting Huang's place, Dahai quickly put the memory cards back and positioned the set-top box back to its original spot, making sure nothing seemed amiss before nodding slightly.

"This is for you to decide whether or not to tell your boyfriend," he said.

"I..." Tingting was hesitant inside.

She and her boyfriend were in a good relationship, and she didn't want something like this to affect it.

Yet, her boyfriend's behavior angered her.

It made her feel disrespected.

Knowing she couldn't make a decision right away, Dahai said, "I'll head back first; call me if you need anything."

"Mm, thank you for today."

"No problem."

Dahai smiled briefly, not lingering for long.

After returning home, Dahai inserted the memory card, turned on the computer, and opened the video from the bedroom memory card.

In the video, the scene was Tingting's bedroom.

He slid the progress bar quickly and soon saw Hu Quan carrying an unconscious Tingting into the room.

He laid Tingting on the bed, caressed her, kissed her, and removed her clothes one by one.

Dahai furrowed his brows while watching.

Tingting in the video remained unconscious throughout, clearly drugged.

Hu Quan subjected her to all kinds of humiliation.

After quickly watching, Dahai looked at the remaining videos, choosing not to open any more.

Without watching, he knew the content of the rest was the same.

He could now fully confirm what had happened.

The rumors in the company were half-true, half-false.

After all, outsiders couldn't possibly know the details.

They only knew that Liu Ming had offered his girlfriend to Hu Quan, but they didn't know the means Liu Ming had used.

These two men were utterly audacious!

What they were doing was outright criminal!

Dahai suddenly felt hesitant.

He had originally intended to help Ning Mei find evidence of Hu Quan's infidelity.

Yet he had not expected to find such videos.

If released, the footage would undoubtedly cause tremendous harm to Tingting.

He was now very troubled, wrestling with whether or not to give the videos to Ning Mei.

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