"Do you want to see their photo albums?"
"Yes, is that possible?"
"There are no photo albums."
Ye Anqi was slightly stunned, "There aren't?"
Ya Shitian's tone was indifferent, "All of their possessions have already been destroyed. Nothing is left behind in the mansion."
Ye Anqi felt a chill in her heart.
"Why destroy them? It would have been nice to keep them."
"Keep them for whom?" Ya Shitian countered.
Ye Anqi laughed at herself mockingly, it was a foolish question after all.
Yes, keep them for whom.
Ya Shitian was cold-blooded and devoid of emotion; he certainly wouldn't reminisce about those dead women. He would just keep bringing in new women.
Keep them for whom... him, or the new women?
"Never mind then, I was just asking casually." Ye Anqi smiled indifferently and picked up her fork to continue eating her pastry.
The man beside her twirled a lock of her hair and suddenly said, "Don't worry, you are absolutely different from them."
