The study rooms here were never locked, which she learned shortly after she married into the Ruan family.
Jian Yufei entered, closing the door behind her.
The bracelet she lost in the morning was gone, she knew that it must have been picked up by the cleaning maid at noon.
Jian Yufei nervously walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and immediately saw photos neatly placed inside.
There were two men in the photo.
One was Ruan Anguo, but he looked about twenty years younger.
The other was a very young, tall man...
Jian Yufei stared at his face, her heart inexplicably tightened, and she couldn't tear her gaze away.
Who was he?
Why did she feel so familiar and intimate when she saw his face?
Jian Yufei bit her lip tightly, her heart trembling, agitated...
Could he be her father, Xiao Zexin?
"You said she's in the old master's study?"
"Yes, young mistress..."
From outside the door that was not fully closed, the voices of Yan Yue and the maid faintly drifted in.
