Gao Long had met Gao Tao once when he was much younger. As he was too young at that time, he could no longer remember Gao Tao's appearance clearly. He only remembered that his eldest aunt had very warm hands and that her voice was very pleasant.
Qiao Mei's gentleness reminded him of Gao Tao. No wonder Zhang Cheng searched for Qiao Mei so persistently to try to snatch the remaining jewelry from her.
"Uncle, how long has it been since your legs were injured?" Qiao Mei probed.
At the mention of his injured legs, Gao Long's face turned slightly pale. He used to be the young master whom everyone admired in Sky City. He was suave and handsome and many young ladies from prestigious families wanted to marry him. However, ever since he was framed by the Zhang family and lost the use of his legs, no one had any time for him anymore. Even all his good friends from those days avoided him.
