The woman who was leaning on the side of the pagoda was none other than Han Xue Nai, the Eldest Miss of the Greenwave Han Mansion.
Unlike the Han Xue Nai in Duan Ling Tian's memory who looked like a perpetual fifteen or sixteen-year-old, the childishness on the current Han Xue Nai's face had now mostly disappeared. It was as though she had grown to become an adult overnight and matured into a great beauty.
At the very least, in terms of beauty, she was in no way inferior to Ke'er, Li Fei, and Feng Tian Wu.
"Is Uncle Qing looking for me?" Han Xue Nai asked.
The curly bearded man did not answer directly but cast a glance at the maid by the side instead.
His action also meant one thing — that it was inconvenient for him to talk with the maid's presence.
