lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...","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","Then please take the trouble to help me find it back"。