Once the room was left with just the two of them, Qiao Anxia walked to the front of Lu Jinnian's office to toss the photos onto his table violently.
Lu Jinnian frowned, but his eyes remained shut as he massaged his temples.
Seeing his nonchalant expression, she remembered how he had always treated her. Infuriated, she said, "You better take a look at what it is!"
Lu Jinnian's face darkened, seemingly annoyed by Qiao Anxia's words. After pausing for a while, he removed his hands from his temples and straightened to sweep a glance past the photos on they table; they were of him and Qiao Anhao. Without much change in his expression, he continued to sip his coffee.
"How did you get them?"
