The moment she sat down, she hadn't even warmed the seat when she suddenly felt a chilly breeze.
Nan Jiaojiao looked up to see that the executives were surrounding Bo Yanching. He glanced over coldly, fixed his gaze on the mobile phone in her hands for a moment, his lips curling into a hint of a mocking smile, then silently shifted his gaze away.
She suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.
Her lips tightened slightly, only to notice another person following behind Bo Yanching.
Jih Mingyue, who had been dominating the headlines lately.
Haha.
Nan Jiaojiao settled into her seat.
She had nothing to feel guilty about.
"Where should I start looking?" Han Qi leaned over, tapped on the screen to pull up the photo album, and showed her briefly, "Here, you can scroll through."
Scroll?
"How many did you save?" Nan Jiaojiao asked.
Touching his chin, Han Qi replied, "Quite a lot. I haven't seen you, so these little surveillance bits were a consolation."