Chapter 78

Colin took two quick steps past me and then turned around, walking backward. He pulled out a phone from his pocket and pointed the camera at me. "Yes, and no. Lulu, look at me, smile."

"I don't want to smile. Don't take pictures of me. I look ugly."

Colin, abandoning his mature and steady demeanor, became lively and playful, with laughter filling the air.

He continuously pressed the phone's camera button, paying no attention to whether I was ready or not, snapping candid photos however he liked.

Imagining my unattractive appearance in the photos, I became infuriated, chasing after him and demanding that he delete them.

Colin, always a step or two ahead, leisurely maintained a lead that I couldn't catch up to. At the same time, he made sure I wasn't left too far behind.

This won't do! What if my ugly photos get leaked? That would be the end of me. They had to be deleted.

Frowning, I came up with a plan.

"Ouch!" I pretended to be hurt, stopping and refusing to move forward while