C243 The Stupid Son of the Landlord.

The next day.

In the hotel restaurant.

Lydia had just sat down on the sofa, and before she could say what she wanted to eat, Marlin had already pushed a pile of photos in front of her.

Her expression was filled with confusion. "What's this?"

"Just look at it." Marlin pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with a loving expression on his face