Yi Shui lowered his eyebrows and was respectful.
"No, I haven't."
Huo Sicheng turned on his phone and looked at the content.
When he saw the photo album on his phone, a chill ran down his spine, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"You're courting death!"
"I can deal with it immediately," Yi Shui said respectfully.
"No need. Leave Chu He and the others to Madam," Huo Sicheng suppressed his anger and asked, "Have you checked everything else?"
Yi Shui: "I've checked all of Chu He's information, including her email and home. There's nothing about Madam, except for this phone."
Huo Sicheng's eyes were filled with blood. "You should be glad that you've never seen this phone."
Yi Shui lowered his head.
Huo Sicheng's tone was a little vicious. "I should be glad that Chu He is stupid enough to only store these things in her phone instead of backing them up elsewhere."
