13 years later.
On the beautiful banks of the Seine, a girl in a long white dress was writing by the river, her slender hands holding a brush and carefully copying on the canvas.
The night breeze gently blew her long hair, and her side profile was beautiful.
Di--
His phone rang.
The girl put down her paintbrush and placed her phone on the easel. She picked up the video call and a faint smile appeared on her face.
The Gu Chu in the video call had a young and beautiful face. Her long black hair fell softly on her shoulders, and her eyes were as beautiful as a painting. Her slender fingers were holding a brush dipped in blue paint, and the background was the beautiful banks of the Seine.
"Mom, I was drawing when I heard my phone ring." Gu Chu waved at Gu manxi on the phone. She was calm, quiet, and beautiful, gentle and elegant.
She looked like a typical lady from a wealthy family.
She probably inherited Gu manxi's beauty and gentle temperament.
