his cold eyes became soft in trance, and his fingers gently touched the photo, like a treasure. There was a deep feeling on his face that she had never seen before.

I was stunned. I pulled the door handle and was about to close the door. There was a sound of parking downstairs. Soon, there was a sound of mother Liu.

"Miss Ji..."

it's not very loud, but it's clear enough for everyone to hear.

Ling Jichen's body is stiff. He quickly places the picture in his hand on the easel, turns around and strides towards the door.

in the hall, a blonde girl in a long blue dress is...