"Young Master, what indecent photos? I've been behaving myself, why would I take any indecent photos of you!"
The bodyguard wailed with a tormented expression.
Seeing this, Song Xiao kicked him again, annoyed. Just seeing him made him sick, and hearing him talk was even more irritating.
"Fucking bastard." he cursed.
Jiang Man flipped through the photo album on her phone, nothing unusual there, very few photos, just a few dozen, all taken a long time ago.
However, among them, a few IOUs caught her attention.
She accessed the deleted records history and found that there were no photos deleted in the past 30 days.
"There are no indecent photos."
She handed the phone to Song Xiao, shoved her hands in her pockets, leaned against the wall, and glanced sideways at the bodyguard.
The bodyguard, groaning miserably, immediately started kowtowing, probably out of a guilty conscience, knowing why Song Xiao was targeting him.