Lin Miaoke hadn't delved into matters like this, so whatever Xiaofan said, of course, she believed it.
But... you can take the phone, however...
"Ye Xiaofan, give me your phone first."
"Hmm? What do you want to do?"
"I, I want to look for something."
"Wait a minute, let me finish this first..."
"Hmm? What are you doing?"
Out of curiosity, Lin Miaoke leaned her head over.
Xiaofan was so engrossed that even though he was prepared, his movement to close the screen still lagged slightly, allowing Lin Miaoke to glance at a snippet of the screen.
"Ye Xiaofan, you...?"
"I, what am I..." Play dead, I have to play dead. Pretend that I know nothing.
"Hand over the phone."
"Here." A sheepish Xiaofan had no choice but to hand the phone back.
Taking the phone, Lin Miaoke glanced at Xiaofan, then opened the photo album. Sure enough, this guy had just been browsing there.
She originally took these photos herself, just to look at them later.
