He quickly pulled out his phone with a look of surprise, opened WeChat, but then went completely dumbfounded upon seeing the photos sent over.
The two people beside him looked at his expression with confusion, and Lin Mubai involuntarily stepped back a step, his lips trembling, giving the space to the two.
At this moment, he felt a strong premonition that this conference room would not remain calm.
As expected, the moment Han Xiayang was still holding his phone, he was hit to the ground by a fierce punch from Ouyang Lei.
Simultaneously, he furiously rebuked, "Han Xiayang, you explain this to me, what is going on with these photos?"
