Chapter 216 I Am a Man of Principle

In that instant, Melanie felt that she had stepped on something soft.

She was so surprised that she darted away and tried her best to calm down.

“Who is it? Show yourself!”

“Don’t worry, I don’t have any bad intentions,” came the reply.

A man’s voice came from under the table.

After a while, the tablecloth was lifted, and the man slowly crawled out of there before standing in front of Melanie. He was slender and tall with pale skin. He looked young, but there was a deep understanding in his eyes. Most importantly, he had long, curly brown hair, and he was holding a bottle of opened wine.

Melanie quickly realized who it was. Wasn’t this Mr. Smith?

This was the prodigious photographer whose work had won him many world-class awards since he was twelve. Whether the subject was a human or just an object, as long as it was in front of his camera lens, it would be given a life of their own.

Mr. Smith put down the wine bottle before going over to the prop room and closing the door. “I’