The Power’s Out?

Wei Wucai knitted his brows slightly and said, "Three minutes. I'll be back after that."

"Okay." Yan Zhiqing had thought about it before agreeing.

After all, they wouldn't be able to do much in three minutes.

It wasn't as if they would be unable to wait for this short period of time and then make a decision hastily.

After hearing Yan Zhiqing's response, Wei Wucai went out.

In the end, Wei Wucai was just being safe when he said three minutes.

He took at most only two minutes. Yan Zhiqing felt like Wei Wucai had only just left and returned immediately after.

Upon his return, he was holding a thin laptop in his hand.

"You intend to…" Yan Zhiqing saw the laptop and recalled Wei Wucai's ability.

"Of course, I intend to get your photos back," Wei Wucai said.

His voice was nonchalant, yet it carried a sense of self-confidence.

Hearing him say this, Yan Zhiqing instantly became calm.