And the photos are in his hands.
If it wasn't him who had someone take the photos, then who was tracking her?
"Could it be Jing Qing who gave them to you? — Why is she clinging to me like a nagging mother all the time?"
Qin Mu looked at Mu Yichen's raised eyebrows and knew she had guessed correctly. She immediately threw the photo onto the table, unhappily leaning back on the sofa, which also meant leaning into his arms.
Mu Yichen looked down at her tantrums and felt a pang of distress: If there's nothing to hide with your master, why are you afraid of her taking photos?
"It's not about fear of being photographed, but if someone were watching you every day, either taking pictures or monitoring, wouldn't you become annoyed?"
"You think my life is any better than yours?"
He had been photographed a lot since he was young.
