Xia Yinian took the Old Master's arm and leaned against the back of the chair.
There were many things she wanted to say, but she didn't know where to start.
The girl chose not to speak, and the Old Master didn't force her.
Even he himself felt a bit muddled, unable to figure out exactly what it was.
The two sat together in silence.
A few minutes later, Feng Rui stepped forward and approached.
"Old Master, Mr. Xia is looking for you."
"Let him come here," the Old Master waved his hand.
Xia Liyuan had a certain affection for Nian Nian, which the Old Master could still discern.
"Dad?" Xia Yinian turned her head to meet the elder's gaze, her brows slightly furrowed.
"Mmh, it's Li Yuan," the Old Master nodded. "Speaking of which, Nian Nian's Mom..."
"I've been without a mother since I was young, and even my father is not my biological one, but he has still been good to me," Xia Yinian pursed her lips and softly replied.
