"Put it down!"

While Li Jingchuan was staring at the photo album in a daze, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

The next second, Li Yue rushed up and snatched the photo album from his arms, "Who told you to touch my things casually?"

This photo album was Yunmo's birthday gift to her.

After being diagnosed with leukemia, the little guy spent every day in the hospital.

Although he is young, he has already understood life and death. He is afraid that one day he will really be gone and she will miss him.

So he secretly made this photo album and gave it to her.

"In this photo album, there are no photos of Yun Yu and I in the same frame."

"If I die one day, just treat Yun Yu and me as the same person."

The words Yun Mo said when he gave her the photo album are still in his ears.

Seeing her nervous look, Li Jingchuan frowned and asked, "Has Yunyu been seriously ill?"

"No."

Li Yue turned around and carefully put away the photo album, "It's just a small cold."

"How many months did you stay in the hospital for a small cold?"

The man's voice became colder, "I looked at the sign on the hospital bed, and the days span three or four months."

He stared at her coldly, "Why does a small cold require you to be hospitalized for so long?"

Li Yue was speechless.

She looked back and glared at him, "I'm going to catch a cold every month for three or four months, okay?"

"sure."

Li Jingchuan changed into a comfortable position and lay on Li Yue's bed, looked at the ceiling and sneered, "Someone accused me last night of not taking good care of the child, saying that she would never make the child feel uncomfortable."

"Are you saying today that Yunyu has to be hospitalized for a cold every month?"

Li Yue was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Nan Xun said he would pick me up later and take me to work."

"You should leave quickly before he comes here."

Li Jingchuan was still lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, "Why do we seem to be stealing the sun?"

Li Yue's body stiffened slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at Li Jingchuan coldly, "Isn't it?"

Back then, Li Jingchuan was with Gu Xiaorou behind her back.

Now she and Li Jingchuan are together behind Gu Xingqing's back.

Everything seems to be a circle.

She finally became the person she hated the most.

Li Jingchuan said nothing.

After a while, the man handed her the phone and said, "Have a look."

Li Yue took it suspiciously.

On the phone, there was a surveillance video of Gu Xingqing deliberately pushing her down and damaging Nan Xun's painting that day in the gallery.

It was exactly the same as the video Nanxun gave her that day.

The woman's brows suddenly frowned, "This..."

She raised her head, "Do you think it was me who sent it?"

"It's not you."

Li Jingchuan changed into a comfortable position and put his hands behind his head. "This video was sent by an anonymous account at ten o'clock last night."

"And last night at ten o'clock, you and I were together."

Li Yue's face turned slightly red after hearing him talk about last night's events without a blush or a heartbeat.

She coughed lightly and put the phone back into his hand, "Now that you know it's not me, what do you mean?"

"Besides you and Nanxun, who else knows that this video exists and has the opportunity to obtain it?"

Li Yue frowned, "Probably not."

The exhibition of imitations in Nanxun was done very secretly, and not even the gallery manager knew about it.
Chapter completed!