Gu Xiaoer absentmindedly flipped through the photos.
"Ew, this one is so ugly!" Shaking her head and pursing her lips, she was truly dissatisfied.
"What the heck, this one even captured me drooling!" Gu Xiaoer thought, could her selfie, which she considered to be adorably cute, really be this unbearable to look at?
She became increasingly frantic about the man's lack of photography skills.
"Ah, how come this one is still a photo of my office?"
Gu Xiaoer sat in Han Luoli's executive chair, peering towards her own office over a white wall—no, that can't be right, the angle of this photo couldn't possibly capture her, could it?
There was a wall in the way!
Not understanding what was going on, she decided not to think about it and continued looking through.
This folder specifically contained a library of her text messages.