He turned back to look at the beggar, and sure enough, the beggar had already lowered his hand and resumed his usual blank expression, as if the scene had never happened.
"Xingyu..." Ouyang Yi's voice was almost a sigh.
Initially, pursuing her was just a game; now, he was genuinely attracted to this girl.
Su Xingyu slightly adjusted the photos on her phone, called up the Blade Group contest page, and uploaded them.
Ouyang Yi was surprised once more, "You're uploading it now? You wandered the streets for so long and only took one picture? Not taking more to select from?"
"Is it necessary?" Su Xingyu asked calmly.
Ouyang Yi was speechless. Yeah, is it necessary? What photo could be more outstanding than this candid shot, perfectly blending composition, character, and substance? Even if she had just taken a picture of him—the supermodel with a dazzling smile under the sun—it might not have been as captivating.
