By then, the old master had returned to his room to rest, which is why Mrs. Xiao took out these photos.
It was rare enough for her to come back to the country, and there hadn't been a single day of peace; she was afraid the old master would be angered to death.
Xiao Qingzhou pulled the photos from the envelope himself and glanced at them, his complexion turning ugly.
"Mom, where did you get these things?"
At his age, having family see such photos was enough to make anyone lose face.
Mrs. Xiao was far calmer, "You still know you have a face to save?"
"To know where these things come from, you'll have to ask that Miss Li."
The implication was clear: the photos had been taken by Li Musha herself, capturing the happy moments she had spent with Xiao Qingzhou.
Then she used these items to negotiate terms with Mrs. Xiao.
If Mrs. Xiao did not agree to her entering the Xiao Family, she would stake her own reputation to drag Xiao Qingzhou down with her.
