Sang Qianqian was not used to this form of address, but she could not help but smile.
[You seem so good at flattering me now? Who did you learn this from?]
[I'm just telling the truth.]
After a pause, another message was sent. [I'll pick you up tonight?]
Sang Qianqian replied, [No need. I have to make a trip to the Xie family after work.]
Before she could turn around, Shen Hanyu called her.
The man's voice was obviously unhappy. "To find Xie Shi'an? I'll look into the photos, so there's no need to ask him. He probably doesn't know."
Sang Qianqian was a little pleased. "You also believe that it has nothing to do with him?"
"I don't like Xie Shi'an, but I know him well enough," Shen Hanyu said.
Even with such a good opportunity overseas, he could still maintain his gentlemanly attitude toward Qianqian. Xie Shi'an would not be bothered to send her the photos.
He was afraid that someone else was involved in this matter.
