Fu Zhuo noticed that Ye Jingqin's face momentarily revealed a look of surprise, then bafflement and ratio. Moist of all, what followed was an expression of regret that was hard to believe. A mix of complex emotions played out on his handsome face. Fu Zhuo was puzzled, what could cause Ye Jingqin to look so remorseful?
"Ye Jingqin, what's wrong?"
Ye Jingqin stared at Fu Zhuo for a while, doubting what he heard. "Are you saying, she was taking my pictures just now?"
"Yes, Ms. Ye was supposedly taking photos of Mr. Han, but in reality, all the photos were of you. I knew she was still attracted to you!"
Ye Jingqin clenched the towel in his hand: "All deleted?"
Fu Zhuo proudly replied: "You can rest assured, Ye Jingqin. Although Ms. Ye was reluctant, I didn't let her keep a single photo. This includes the photos she secretly took of you last night, I insisted she delete them completely."
Ye Jingqin's face showed even more shock: "Last night?"
