Lu Zheng looked at the little head peeking out from the crack of the door. Other than that pair of clear eyes, her other facial features could not match his memories at all.
Her skin color was not as fair as he remembered, her lips were not as full and ruddy as he remembered, and even her hair was not as black and shiny as he remembered.
However, he recognized her with a single glance. It was Xin'er, whom he had been dreaming of for so many years.
Lu Zheng was glad that he had come at the right time. His Xin'er had not been sold by her hateful gambler father to pay off her gambling debts. He still had time to bring her away. His Xin'er did not have to go through so many trials and tribulations in his previous life.
"Xin..."
"Uncle, who are you looking for?"
The two of them spoke almost at the same time.
Lu Zheng's words were stuck in his throat. He was so shocked by the word 'uncle' that he could not speak.
