Lu Hechen was originally very angry; according to his initial thought, he would definitely take these photos away.
But now, after experiencing so much with Weilan, he was no longer as easily irritable as before.
He turned around and walked out, then entered another room, which was a study.
Inside, it was still filled with photos of Weilan.
Lu Hechen frowned deeply.
"Should we collect these photos?" Zhuang Yuezhou glanced at Lu Hechen from behind.
"No need." Lu Hechen replied with two indifferent words.
Zhuang Yuezhou lamented. "You say no need to collect them? These are all your wife's photos. How can you let someone else have thoughts about your wife?"
"No need to collect." Lu Hechen shook his head, speaking in a deep voice: "Weilan is by my side now, he can only look at the photos at most."
"Though that's what you say, I still feel a bit uneasy." Zhuang Yuezhou said: "What if he uses these photos to do something improper?"
