Aside from the head of Huo Group, who else would dare to call him by his name?
Samuel had guessed that Jiayi's photo shoot wouldn't remain a secret forever, but he hadn't expected Huo Zhenyang to find out so quickly; after all, Huo Zhenyang, who ran the entire group, couldn't possibly always keep an eye on JJ's activities.
He really did care a lot about that sweetheart.
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Outside the Xiongchi Building.
In the black luxury car, the man stared at the photo on the iPad, his expression darker and colder than the color of the car itself.
On the cover, the pure and lovely young girl looked like a freshly baked little cake, delicious and juicy, with doll-like long eyelashes and clear, transparent large eyes, untouched by artificial enhancements or traces of plastic surgery, naturally beautiful, as if bathed in the spring breeze.
The background produced in post-editing perfectly complemented the girl's image.
