When she entered the backyard, Su Cha saw the figure.
It was so familiar that she was at a loss.
Before she came in, she only found Zong Yanxiu's name familiar.
She seemed to have heard someone else's story. Only when she saw this person did she finally feel like she was in character.
The figure was sitting in a wheelchair. He was bending over and wrapping his fingers around a flower. His simple movements were elegant and not commonplace at all.
The butler hesitated for a moment before calling out, "Young Master."
The man paused. "What's the matter?"
He turned around and saw two figures standing behind him. The gentle smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The man had an extremely good-looking face, but he was more mature. Due to his eye shape, his eyes always showed some gloominess, but in his eyes, there was always a familiar affection.
"What did the teacher teach you today?"
