Fu Shiyi followed his movement and sat down directly. Guan Yu looked at his sycophantic manner, rolled his eyes, and walked behind Fu Shiyi to put the photos back on the table.
Fu Shiyi casually glanced over, eyes widened, and turned back with a smile to look at Nangong Qiang.
"Wow, you really dare to shoot anything."
Nangong Qiang awkwardly scratched his head, "Just making a living, accidentally shot, it's all fate!"
"Who gave you this photo?"
Fu Shiyi pointed at the tabletop, it was an old photo from ten years ago.
The people in the photo basically gathered the entire upper echelon of the Imperial Capital.
If I remember correctly, it was when Su Wanxin was having a birthday, Fu Shihan was studying abroad and specially flew back for this occasion.
Fu Shiyi was also in the photo, but she herself didn't have a copy, so she was curious about where this paparazzi journalist got it.
