An Ning could hardly hear the rest of the conversation.
She stood there coldly, slowly lowering her phone.
Anyone could see the heavy burden on her mind.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen came over to ask.
An Ning grabbed his hand and walked towards the room. "Uncle, I have something to tell you!"
Yu Jingchen followed her pace, and the two of them went back to the room.
As soon as the door was closed, An Ning frantically hugged him. "Uncle, Zhou Shiran handed over the photos of me being assaulted to Zhang Rui. Zhang Rui was going to release those photos yesterday, but somehow they were swapped with your photos. Uncle, those photos could be exposed by the media at any time, and I'll bring shame to you, what should we do?"
An Ning was extremely flustered, even terrified, overwhelmed with heart-wrenching grief.
From her completely uncontrolled expression, one could sense how deeply the incident affected her. "Don't be afraid!"
