Almost all the photos were of Wen Nuan and Fang Liucheng together, or just solo shots of Fang Liucheng, even foolishly adorned with a heart. Even an idiot could tell what that meant.
Ye Feimo turned and glared fiercely at Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan chuckled mischievously, deliberately playing dumb. How could this be her fault? In those years, Fang Liucheng was truly her Prince Charming; half of her photo album was dedicated to her and Fang Liucheng.
Countless times, she had fallen asleep hugging this album.
Encouraging herself that tomorrow, she would definitely confess.
But tomorrow after tomorrow, she never got around to confessing. However, everyone who knew her knew she liked Fang Liucheng. Fang Liucheng himself knew it too; it was just that no one had ever pierced that veil.
The further he flipped, the gloomier Ye Feimo's expression became. There was even a photo of Fang Liucheng holding Wen Nuan on the beach, and his Wen Nuan was even wearing a swimsuit... Ye Feimo was jealous.
