"Boss, what did that person show you that you agreed to go with him?" Sunny asked.
Han Jian Yu paused.
*Flashback*
The co-pilot flashed his phone at Han Jian Yu, ''President Han, take a look at this. It might help in changing your mind.''
Han Jian Yu frowned, annoyed. He was about to say something when he saw something from the corner of his eyes. He snatched the phone from the man's hand before scrolling down the pictures.
There were pictures of the women he slept with in the past, in some of the pictures he was there, locked in intimate positions with them. In hotels, in his penthouse... Han Jian Yu's gaze darkened the more he looked at them.
These pictures were never out in public and they were buried by his men the moment they were clicked by any paparazzi or anyone.
But he did not expect someone to dig it out from all the past matters.
