Ning Shishen picked up the photo frame, fingers gently tracing the little girl's cheeks. The more he looked, the more Mu Yan's features resembled hers.
And now it had come out that Mu Yan wasn't really a Mu. The thought he had intentionally ignored in the past resurfaced again.
Actually, the two of them had many things in common.
Not just in appearance, but even their hobbies were the same. They both liked sunflowers and even had the same talent in painting.
Furthermore, Mu Yan's pen name also contained her name.
Are these just coincidences? In the past, he could persuade himself it was, but now he doesn't want to believe that.
Some emotions were beyond control, flooding his heart.
That night, after the charity gala ended, she left without saying a word.
He envied Jiang Jingheng, was even jealous of him.
From the moment Jiang Jingheng appeared, her eyes were only on him, and everything else turned into air.
