Twenty years ago?
A bitter smile appeared on Xiao Ning’s lips. As expected, this photo was a woman that her uncle had treasured for many, many years.
Her uncle did not love Liu Rushi at all. At most, he felt a little guilty towards Liu Rushi. She was very clear on this point. Could it be that her uncle had other women besides Liu Rushi?
Xiao Ning’s slender fingers brushed across the back of the yellowed photo. Her nails dug slightly towards the edge, ready to flip the photo over to see what this woman really looked like.
Who knew... !
“PA -- !”
A long and slightly calloused palm suddenly reached out from behind and snatched the entire photo box away from her hand. Then, it slammed shut!
The familiar cold aura instantly enveloped Xiao Ning from behind.
She trembled violently and blurted out, “Little uncle...”
However, before she could say anything, her chin was grabbed by the man. He turned around and put her down on the desk!
