Zhulan thought she would have to wait until Zhou Shuren's rest days to meet Yao Zheyu, but unexpectedly, Zhulan encountered him while she was out shopping for head accessories with her daughter at a jewelry store.
While Zhulan was waiting for the shopkeeper to bring out the new styles of hair ornaments, Yao Zheyu ascended the stairs.
Xue Han, noticing her mother looking at her, quietly retreated behind her. She couldn't help but take a glance; she remembered this man. Even though several years had passed without seeing him, her memory was vivid. The son of the Yao family carried an inherent pride in his bones, and he spared no glance for others, not even for her brothers, and initially, not even her father had caught Yao's eye.
Meeting again, the son of the Yao family had grown taller and his face had become firmer, still standing with an arrogant posture. The decorations he wore were much simpler than before. Indeed, he had changed a lot.
