From Leng Moyan's expression and words, she could tell that something was wrong. She lowered her head again. Her eyes, which were originally wide open, became round, and her face was filled with disbelief.
The photos were all large-scale scenes of a man and a woman entangled in love on the bed. They overlapped and made all kinds of blushing and heart-racing movements. The woman seemed to be enjoying it. Her red lips were slightly parted, and her face was covered in sweat. She seemed to be moaning passionately.
This was not the main point! The woman in every photo was the same person, and that face…
Yaling looked at herself in the mirror. That's right, all the women in the photo were her!
How was this possible? She was still…
Moreover, she had never seen the man in the photo before!
It was rare for Yaling to be so excited. She bent down to pick up the photos and flipped through them one by one. She confirmed that all the photos with clear faces were of her!
Her hands began to tremble. She had always been pure and self-loving. She had never even had a boyfriend!
"After the photos are taken, they will be processed, so every photo you see is perfect. " What's even more amazing is that you can turn the photo into whoever's face you want. This is the magical computer technology…" Ya Ling suddenly remembered Cheng Yujie's words. That was what he told her when she was his photography assistant.
If she guessed correctly, someone must have photoshopped her photo to frame her. Who was it?
Second Sister's sinister face and the profound smile before she left reminded her that she was most likely the one who did this!
In Leng Moyan's eyes, Ya Ling's silence and deep thoughts were an admission of the truth. Her trembling should be fear, which made him even angrier.
He took a step forward and grabbed Ya Ling's sharp chin with one hand, forcing her to look up at him.
Yaling felt a huge pain engulfing her, and she almost cried out. Tears filled her eyes with pain, but she tried her best to control them and not let them flow out.
Everyone left early under the arrangement of their subordinates. When did the white door close again? Only the two of them were left in the huge space. She could even hear his breathing quickened from anger.
Leng Moyan's face was magnified in front of her eyes. She saw his cold light swallowing her, and her tiny figure was pitifully fixed in his pupils.
"My bride, you're so coquettish!”Leng Moyan squeezed out the words through gritted teeth, and a look of disgust flashed across his face. He pushed her away in disgust and she fell heavily. Her back scraped the chair behind her and she felt intense pain.
It seemed that his back was injured.
Ya Ling began to calm down. She sat on the ground, her large bright eyes filled with sparkling tears. She looked straight at Leng Moyan, revealing an unyielding arrogance.
"I didn't…"
She opened her red lips firmly. Her baby-like skin was still beautiful even in such a situation. She straightened her back, her thin shoulders stubbornly standing upright. Together with her voice, she expressed her innocence.
However, Leng Moyan didn't believe it. His face turned even darker, like the gloomy sky before a thunderstorm, as if it would collapse at any moment.
"Bring him in!" His ghostly voice was filled with anger as he threw it at the door, but his eyes were fixed on Ya Ling's body, not letting go of any of her small movements.#
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