C249 Young Master Ye's Maid 171

Just as she was scolding Soong Wanting, she glanced at Xia Yihan's bed from the corner of her eye and saw something under her pillow. It looked like a photo.

"Yihan, what is that?" She asked.

Xia Yihan followed the direction of her finger and immediately felt her scalp go numb. Why is the photo here? She had searched over and over again