Qin Yun's phone kept ringing. She opened it and looked at the first photo, which showed Pei Yan sitting casually on a chair. The background looked like a dressing room. His right leg was crossed over his left, and his fingers were interlaced and resting on his leg.
The second photo seemed to be taken in the venue, with many people around. Pei Yan had one hand in his pocket and was holding a glass of champagne in the other. The corners of his lips curled slightly as he looked at the camera, his eyes deep and captivating.
The third photo was also in the dressing room, but this one made her heart race and blush. Pei Yan had undone the first button of his shirt, his long, distinct fingers pulling his tie loose, revealing a sexy Adam's apple. His chin was slightly raised, looking arrogantly into the camera, as if he was staring directly at her through the lens.
