The next morning, Lu Qingfeng had just returned to the Yun Mansion after his morning run. The sky was still dark as it was almost the break of dawn. The song playing in his earpiece kept him company as he looked at the familiar home that Su Xiaofei had taken him into when he was merely a six-year-old child.
Thinking about it, it wasn't him who claimed her first, but her. On that day, he met the snobby little girl and the most beautiful person he'd seen in his short years, reading a book on her own while sitting on the bench as everyone was busy playing touch ball several meters away from her.
Young Lu Qingfeng had snuck away from his bodyguards, as he couldn't stand being watched by others. His parents had just passed away from an accident a few months before and he was left under his grandfather's care.
