Mr. Liang clenched his teeth and finally unlocked the screen.
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Messages and calls seemed unremarkable.
But when he opened the photos inside...
Most of the recent ones were her selfies and photos with him.
When his gaze landed on a photo from a few months ago, his whole body stiffened.
The background of the photo was a hotel room.
In the picture were Jiang Xue and a man.
The man was undressed, only his back was visible.
Jiang Xue was wearing a camisole, leaning on the headboard, taking a selfie with her phone.
Mr. Liang held the phone as if struck by lightning, his face pale, fingers trembling.
A few seconds later, the phone slipped from his hands to the ground.
Jiang Xue... Qiqi...
He slowly placed his hand on the steering wheel, his knuckles tightened as if trying to grasp something, or perhaps to crush something.
At this moment, a voice sounded beside his ear.
"Shaochen, I left my phone in the car!" Jiang Xue opened the car door, smiling at Mr. Liang.
