Han Ye looked down and saw the person in the photo pressing their lips together, smiling bashfully.
Although their face was full of youth and freshness, the features and contours were almost identical to his brother Yao's.
If Ji Mingzhu weren't sitting in front of him right now,
if he hadn't already known what he needed to know,
he would have certainly thought it was a photograph of his brother Yao when he was young, just taken without his knowledge.
Han Ye pushed the photograph back to Ji Mingzhu, "My brother Yao's first trip to Victoria Harbour was when he was already twenty-three years old."
"At that time, I was with him, and I clearly remember that he never took a photograph at this place."
"I never doubted Miss Ji, because I trust that no one would make up such a story."
"Now, I am even more convinced."
Ji Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, "President Han believing me is good enough. Now, can you reconsider?"
