Hand Over the Pictures

The newcomer reached out to grip Xia Xibei's hand, but she managed to dodge it.

"What are you doing?" Xia Xibei turned around, staring at him with a grim face.

"You?!" 

Qiao Haoming stared at Xia Xibei in shock.

Although they hadn't met before, Xia Xibei was no stranger to him. 

After all, she was quite a sensation on the Internet these days, and she had a feud with Xia Qinghan.

"You know me?" Xia Xibei looked at him, seeming baffled.

"Of course I do!" Qiao Haoming nodded, then remembered why he came out. "Hand over the pictures!"

"The pictures?" Xia Xibei looked at him with puzzlement. "What are you talking about?"

The girl was at his heels. 

"Haoming."

Upon seeing Xia Xibei, her guard was immediately raised. "Who's she?"

Xia Xibei looked at them as if they were lunatics, then turned to leave.

"Don't go!" Qiao Haoming subconsciously reached out to grab her, but she managed to fend him off.