C897 No Return to the past

Chen Tingfaang followed him into the study, and just as she closed the door, a stack of photos viciously smashed into her face. Her body trembled and she subconsciously retreated, but her cheek was still cut by the sharp edges of the photos. The snowflake like photos scattered in the air, slowly falling to the ground at her feet. She stared at those photos in astonishment