"Because I wasn't good-looking when I was little."
"Well, I still want to see."
Wen Qiao stubbornly looked at Fu Jinghen, and within a few seconds, Fu Jinghen admitted defeat. He rubbed Wen Qiao's head, "Wait here, I'll go get it for you."
Wen Qiao smiled satisfiedly, "Hurry up."
Fu Qiang watched the couple bantering back and forth, feeling emotional inside. The old saying really was true, every Jack has his Jill, Wen Qiao was Fu Jinghen's nemesis.
It seemed that the match she had made for them hadn't been wrong after all.
After Fu Jinghen went upstairs, Fu Qiang said to Wen Qiao, "He doesn't want to show you his album not because he was ugly as a child, but because there are naked photos of him as a child in that album, and he's embarrassed."
