Having ruled out the possibility of Feng Chen'an, the other members of the group could also be dismissed since everyone had agreed not to spread the word about the incident. So the only possibility left was...
Yan Nansheng's brows furrowed tightly under the piercing light of the living room, a fleeting sternness crossing his handsome face.
**
Garden Huayuan villa.
After tidying up the kitchen, Lu Ziheng made his way upstairs.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he heard the sound of "swish swish" water flowing from the bathroom.
He raised an eyebrow and closed the door behind him.
Just as he sat down by the couch, his phone rang on the table.
With a single glance, he saw the name "Li Ji" on the screen.
His brow twisted, he picked up the phone without any hesitation and swiped his thumb across it.
Good, the girl hadn't set a password.
Li Ji had sent several photos. In them, Ran Yu was wearing a fiery little red dress and white high heels, incredibly playing the violin.
