Lou Luchuan lowered his gaze, glancing at the man's hand.
In the end, he merely chuckled lightly.
"Don't worry, it will do to just tell me what you know."
He didn't shake the man's hand but instead sat directly in the chair next to him.
The middle-aged man awkwardly withdrew his hand, not seeming to mind.
With a genial grin, he settled down across from Lou Luchuan.
"It's been such a long time, after all, over ten years, I truly don't have any leads anymore." The middle-aged man's gaze was fixed on the strand of beads in Lou Luchuan's hand.
He too had frequently studied antiques, so naturally, he could discern that these were extraordinary treasures.
"Oh?"
Lou Luchuan twirled two beads: "Can you describe how the child was lost back then?"
The woman's gaze blurred momentarily: "This... We were just busy with our business, we couldn't be watching all the time, we just lost her as we were a bit careless."
