Ya Shitian glanced at Ye Anqi again, not understanding what they intended to do.
The elderly men who had just come downstairs were also bewildered.
However, upon seeing Ye Anqi, their expressions turned to surprise.
Especially Ye Wenshan, who stared at Ye Anqi without blinking.
"Timothy, what do you want to ask us?" White Wolf asked indifferently.
Timothy lifted a small photo frame, "Whose lost item is this?"
White Wolf had sharp eyes. He glanced at the photo and looked at Ye Anqi by his side.
He curved his lips in a sneer, "Isn't it just something belonging to your woman."
Ya Shitian narrowed his eyes to see, but he was too far away to make out the details clearly.
"What is that?" he asked in confusion, taking a few steps closer to Timothy.
Upon seeing the woman in the photo, Ya Shitian appeared puzzled. The next second, his gaze indeed shifted to Ye Anqi.
Ye Anqi explained, "That's not me. I just found the frame and also want to know who that woman is."
