She was only a few steps ahead of him, and under the light, upon looking closely again, her small and delicate facial features, the tiny tip of her nose, and skin fair like snowflakes resembled Nannan to every detail.
Driven by impulse, he took a step forward, but suddenly, he stopped, unsure how to face her.
Should he tell her who she really is?
But before the Lu Family's final decision came out, telling her would not only be rash but might also put her in danger.
He thought about the power outage that afternoon, about the last time the identification result was negative.
After his brows furrowed tightly, they couldn't relax; a thousand words coldly solidified behind his closed lips.
"Chun Xia?" Hearing footsteps, she turned her head; the silhouette outlined by light and shadow wasn't Chun Xia, but that cold man, like a layer of frost, and behind Manman's glasses, her crescent moon eyes stopped in mild surprise.
