Chu Lui raised his eyes and stared at the little girl standing in front of the door, the girl who was adopted by his mother—the girl named Chu Xiang.
"Come here." Chu Lui reached his hand out. Chu Xiang blinked and then walked over. This child was donned in new designer clothes, but even so, she exuded a down-to-earth vibe from her bones.
The reason he didn't like the child wasn't because of her appearance, but rather due to her eyes. He thought he could judge a person well. A second look at his business partners told him about their nature, whether it was good or bad, wicked or cunning—much less say this child. She was young, but she appeared to harbor ill-intentions. She had the naivety of a child but the schemes of an adult. He didn't believe for a second that she had bumped into his mother accidentally, who brought her back home.
