Where on earth did it go?
Murong Qian bit her lip, having a moment of realization, she remembered that she had been so heartbroken from her breakup that she seemed to have deleted all his photos where he was visible.
Oh no, she has to recover it!
As for Lu Cong, seeing her refuse to let him leave, his gaze inevitably darkened, "I'm going to the restroom."
Murong Qian had to let him go, "Okay, go ahead."
She casually moved away from his thigh, but her right hand still tightly gripped the mouse, relentlessly opening various private albums.
Lu Cong furrowed his brows, his handsome face growing more gloomy.
He pushed his chair back, just about to stand up, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a picture of a man and woman embracing, his eyes widened in shock.
At the same time, Murong Qian, who had finally recovered the photo from the trash album, couldn't help but cheer, "Found it. Lu Cong, take a look at this photo—"