Yue Tingfeng Felt That He Had Been Played

'But what secret does the photograph hold? What made Yue Tingfeng so…angry?'

Helan Fangnian stared at the woman in the photograph. He had a nagging feeling that something was not quite right.

He watched as Yue Tingfeng tapped the screen and sent those photos to his phone. He then deleted the original photos from the other person's cellphone.

Helan Fangnian was at loss for words.

Yue Tingfeng tossed the phone back to Qu Jing, then got up to leave without even saying a word of goodbye to Helan Fangnian.

Everyone in the room was in shock. What was going on with that young master?

Doubt began surfacing in Helan Fangnian's heart. He trailed behind and asked, "Are you alright, Tingfeng? What's up with the photo? Does that Xue Zheng have anything to do with you?"

Yue Tingfeng paused and smiled. "Xue Zheng…sure, Xue Zheng. I didn't think she was that good."

Yan Mingzhu thought it was Xue Zheng, and so did everyone else.