"Long time no see." Tang Shaolun grinned, revealing his white teeth that shone with a cold light.
"Why are you here?"
"Why am I here?" Tang Shaolun sneered, his eyes as arrogant as a ghost, "Why don't you ask me why I am here?"
"Why...why are you here?" She put the file bag in her hand behind her and looked at Tang Shaolun defensively.
"No need to hide it." After catching a glimpse of her movements, Tang Shaolun curled his lips and sneered, "I have dozens more here. If you are interested, I will send them to you another day."[
"Did you take the photo?" She looked stunned, and after a while she asked, "Why did you..."
Tang Shaolun and Yan Shu were two parallel lines that had no intersection at all. Based on her understanding of Tang Shaolun, there was no way he would follow Lan Yanshu for her nearly three years after they broke up.
So, what is it for?
"Why did I win against Lan Yanshu?" He glared at him fiercely, his blood-red eyes making people shudder. "You have to ask your husband what good things he has done."
"Yan Shu, what did he do?" She found that her throat seemed to be strangled by someone, and it was difficult to even speak.
"Is it a good thing to pay a lot of money to bring me back from abroad?"
"Yan Shu invited you back from abroad..." She muttered absently and repeated his words. Something vaguely flashed through her mind. Just when she was about to catch the clue, the clue suddenly disappeared.