The sharp-eyed Pei Shiyi spotted it and was instantly enraged.
No male, no matter how magnanimous, could tolerate someone photoshopping an intimate picture with his Female Master.
What's more, he was so deeply in love with Yu Lan.
He couldn't tolerate even the slightest provocation where she was concerned.
In a fit of extreme rage, Pei Shiyi reached out and viciously grabbed Yu Wenzhou by the collar.
At that moment, his deep blue eyes took on a beast-like glint, his voice as cold as iron:
"Speak! Where did you get the photo?"
"You shameless peeping tom."
The thought of someone hiding from their sight, secretly clutching a camera and taking photos of Yu Lan like a rat in a gutter...
Pei Shiyi felt a furious rage surging within him.
"Are there any other photos!"
"Speak!"
Yu Wenzhou pressed his lips together and didn't answer.
His eyes, more precious and clear than the finest rubies, stared silently at Pei Shiyi.
They carried a strange sort of pity and condescension.
