The man's collarbone was fractured, and as he was trodden upon, he vomited two mouthfuls of blood, panicked out of his wits, "Young Master Yu, Young Master Yu... I, I just followed Miss Xue's assistant's orders and took photos of the two people in room 1004. I don't know anything else about it! Please, spare me!"
When Yu Lingqian heard this, not only did his expression not soften, but his foot pressed down even harder.
"Young Master Yu, save me! I really just did it for the money, I swear, I don't know anything else! I didn't know that the lady was your woman!"
The photographer felt he must have been dogged by bad luck for eight lifetimes.
All this for a bit of damn money, and now his life was at stake!
He was now so full of regret that his guts were green!
At this moment, Yu Lingqian seemed like King Yan from Hell, "Are all the photos here?"
