A close-up of her face was shown. The angle of the photo was precise. Anyone who knows Jiang Ruolan will recognize her after seeing the photo.
With such clarity, even if she denied it and says that the woman in the photo was not her, no one will believe it!
"Sister Jiang! Sister Jiang!"
She stared at the pictures on the computer screen with shock.
Jiang Ruolan took a deep breath, turned around, and sat back down at her desk under the envious gaze of her colleague with a pale face. Just by listening to the chatter, Jiang Ruolan could not help but shivered a little, while raising her hand to cover her forehead and close her eyes to calm her mind.
"Sister Jiang, are you unwell? You're trembling!"
