The chat box on the screen suddenly shook, and the photo that was originally displayed in the front was instantly minimized to the taskbar.
Blake casually picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at the chat box on the screen. Fortunately, he regained some common sense when he was about to let go. His hand deviated slightly, and the ashtray that was originally intended to be thrown at the computer screen hit the wall next to the screen heavily, making a dent in the snow-white wall, and then fell onto the wooden floor, with the ashes and cigarette B*tts inside spilling all over the floor.
Blake glanced coldly at the place where the ashtray fell, then turned back to look at the dialog box displayed on the screen.
The person who sent the picture to Blake also saw this picture from someone else. His reaction was not much different from the reactions in Ethan Gu's group: he just sighed and felt envious and jealous - this was because from the current situation, Wang Ruanmei was not destined to be with them - everyone loves Ruanmei!
The person who posted the photo just flickered and said, "Speaking of which, isn't this girl your favorite type, Mr. He? She's quiet and well-behaved, and she comes from a very good family. It's a pity that you two are not of the same kind..."
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