The image of Dan Hanjie holding another woman in his arms persisted in Qin Youxuan's mind, refusing to leave.
"..."
Hanjie's gaze slightly faltered, and he glanced down at the mail on the floor before looking up at Qin Youxuan again.
Without haste, he bent down to pick up the letter, drawing out the photos inside.
The provocative "eyes" contracted sharply upon seeing the first one.
A nameless anger welled up inside him.
He finally understood why Qin Youxuan had been acting strangely since he returned.
A cold sneer tugged at Dan Hanjie's lips.
Only after looking at the last photo did he slowly raise his head, his gaze drilling into Qin Youxuan.
He raised the photo in his hand gradually, "You believe it? You think I slept with another woman?"
"..."
Qin Youxuan met his deep, abyss-like black pupils, and her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, her anger inexplicably faded away.
Biting her lip, she neither nodded nor shook her head, nor did she avoid his gaze.
