Thinking of that bearded old man, recalling his kindness and gentleness, recalling how when she sat with him at the chess table, he would always say, "Qiaoqiao, your chess skills have improved quite a bit."
Qiaoqiao couldn't help but let her tears stain her cheeks.
That year when she was twenty-four, because she was drunk and mistakenly got into Yun Mo's car.
Old Master Yun insisted that Yun Mo marry her.
In the end, her marriage to Yun Mo was all arranged by Old Master Yun.
That year, she shattered an old man's Famille Rose Porcelain Vase from the Qianlong Period, worth 5.47 billion RMB.
That vase was something that the old man had won in an auction in London.
But at that time, the old man just smiled and said that as long as no one was hurt, it was fine.
Recalling the old man's face and laughter, Qiaoqiao felt particularly suffocated.
Now, the old house is still there, the northern building where the old man's study is, it still retains its ancient charm.
