As soon as the wallet was opened, what came into view was a wallet photo. The photo showed a boy and girl in their youthful days. The girl was clearly her, but it seemed to conflict with her current appearance.
Because in the photo, the girl was smiling brightly, it was a look he had never seen before.
"Who is this?" He took out the photo from inside the wallet, disregarding her angry expression, and asked her frankly.
Xia Yan glared at him and reached out to snatch the photo, but Yang Hexuan raised his hand high, out of her reach even as she stood on tiptoe.
"If you don't tell, don't think you can have it."
Xia Yan gave him a fierce look, walked away from him, went around behind him, and recklessly stuffed the things he had dumped out back into her bag.
