Miaoqiu, without any explanation, pulled Lin Tian into the living room of the house.
Upon entering the living room, Lin Tian saw that there were already two people seated inside.
One was Xv Baiping, sitting at the head of the room. She looked at Lin Tian wearing that black silk patterned robe, with a straight posture and extraordinary aura, strikingly similar to Xu Shaohui's back in the day.
Remembering the past, Xv Baiping couldn't help but feel her eyes well up with tears.
The other was a young woman who appeared to be in her thirties.
Lin Tian only took one glance at her, and his heart was slightly stirred.
Compared to Miaoqiu, the charm in this woman's eyes was more intense, and she had a bit more feminine allure than Miaoqiu.
Her exquisitely carved features bore some resemblance to Miaoqiu, especially the eyes, which seemed to be cut from the same mold.
