Intersecting shadows on a less conspicuous hallway, where a man stood, his eyes fixed on the little girl on stage who looked as lovable as a little princess.
Qiao Xiguan wondered, was there a possibility that Xiao Ye wasn't as indifferent and unfeeling as he seemed on the surface?
Kindergarten.
Qiao Xiguan hurried to the backstage area.
In the hustle and bustle backstage, a little monkey sat alone in a corner, already dressed in his performance costume, with reddish rouge on his face, making him look as exaggeratedly adorned as all the other children about to go on stage.
"Mommy," the little monkey's previously expressionless and somewhat vacant face broke into a smile the moment he saw Qiao Xiguan.
"Where's Mommy's clothes?" Qiao Xiguan asked hurriedly.
"Right here." The little monkey happily took out the convenience bag beside him and said pleasingly, "I've been taking good care of it."
