When she realized that Ye Zimo was angry because she praised Mo Xiaojun, the words could not be collected.

In order to distract Ye Zimo's attention, she whispered, "Mr. Ye, may I ask why you want to find Xiaojun's pictures when she was a child?" The strangest thing is to look for a long image. If he needs it, why not find the truth?

"Do you think this is the question you should ask?" The voice of leaf ink asked coldly.

Xia Yihan bit his lip, lowered his head embarrassingly and stopped talking.

"Choose one of these two children's pictures, which is relatively close to Mo Xiaojun's." He ordered indifferently....