lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

"I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,As soon as she walked behind her, Qian Wei was taken aback and immediately said angrily: "You really did it on purpose."。