Hua Jian ignored them and lowered his head to fiddle with Andy's phone. He quickly took screenshots of all the calls and WeChat messages.
Then transfer the photos and videos in the album to your mobile phone.
When Hua Jian returned to the apartment, it was almost two o'clock.
He looked through the photos he had copied from Andy carefully.
Of course, he was not looking at himself, but the photos Andy had secretly taken a few days ago.
In places like restrooms, UP does not place surveillance cameras in the corridors in order to respect the privacy of guests.
The photos Andy took seemed like waste films. Two of them were similar in nature, with Shu Yao being half-dragged into the bathroom by a man, except that there were two men in the two photos.
One is Cui Zhao, and the other is Tan Xilin, the nominal fiancé of the fake young master Shu Yan.
"Shu Yan, you idiot, thought I was the man who was having a secret meeting with Tan Xilin in UP?
So you let those men in black follow me and take some nude photos of me in a deserted place?"
Tsk.
A bunch of idiots.
The next morning, Hua Jian attended two classes with her eyes half closed.
When he was about to go to the cafeteria, Xue Pan who was waiting at the door called him.
His expression was natural, without any of the awkwardness from last night. "Hua Jian, have you checked the group?"
Hua Jian said lazily: "I didn't see it."
"You look bad. You didn't sleep well last night."
"Hmm."
Xue Pan pursed his lips and said, "Before the first class, someone with a fake account posted a few photos in the journalism group. They were all of Shu Yao with different men."
Hua Jian's eyes suddenly opened, "Let me see it."
The screenshots on Xue Pan’s phone were of a large group of 500 people majoring in journalism, including students from freshman to senior year.
In addition to the two photos Hua Jian sent to Shu Yan last night, there are also other intimate photos.
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