An Ran and Chi Cheng were waiting in the living room.
The man had been inside the bedroom for quite a while, but when he came out again, he didn't have any mechanical equipment or photographs in his hands at all.
Oh? Weren't you supposed to go inside and get them?
Chi Cheng's gaze fell on his empty hands, "Mr. Wang, did you not find them?"
"Found them." Mr. Wang sat opposite Chi Cheng and An Ran, "But my family doesn't live here; this is just a temporary rental house for me, and those photos and videos are at my old home."
"Give me a location, I'll send someone to fetch them immediately."
"No, there's no rush." Mr. Wang suddenly waved his hand and turned his gaze to An Ran, scrutinizing her, "Young lady, what's your name?"
An Ran was a bit stunned but still honestly gave him her name.
"Could you please say a few more words?"
"Huh?" An Ran was completely bewildered, instinctively looking at Chi Cheng.
