Recalling the past, Shi Yao's eyes turned gentler.
She continued swiping through the screen to look at the photo at the back, and she saw a photo of a girl..
Why would there be a photo of a girl in Lin Jiage's phone?
A moment ago, Shi Yao was still a little touched, but her eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
However, it didn't take long for her to realize that something was amiss with the photo..
Why did the person in the photo seem more and more familiar to her? She looked a little like sister Jiayi, but... she didn't look like sister Jiayi either... because her breasts were too small... rather than saying that she looked like sister Jiayi, it was more appropriate to say that she looked more like her husband..
Perplexed, Shi Yao reached out her hand to cover the long hair and skirt in the photo. She stared at the remaining face for a moment before bursting into laughter.
This really is my husband!