In the old Xiao Family mansion, Mrs. Xiao sat on the bed with a book in her hand.
As she opened the book, there was a yellowed old photograph inside.
In the photo was a man whose hair was all combed up, tied into a high braid. The man had a face like a melon seed, with incredibly beautiful features, and his lips curved with a dimple-like shallow smile. When he smiled, he was so beautiful he almost didn't seem human.
"I've taken good care of her, over there, you can rest assured. I won't let anyone bully her, no one at all!" Mrs. Xiao said to the man in the photo, articulating every word.
It was like a firm promise.
"Madam!" At the door, the Xiao Family butler gently knocked.
Mrs. Xiao quickly put away the photograph, tucking it into the pages of the book, with tears still in the corners of her eyes.
She wiped them away carelessly with her hand.
"Come in," Mrs. Xiao said. When she saw the butler come in, she asked, "Has Ling Tian'ao been looking for that girl recently?"
