Leaving the wooden house, Xia Yinian didn't forget to close the door, as if she didn't want anyone to know she was hiding a man inside.
She didn't pay much attention to the man's complexion inside.
She couldn't understand why Sister Qiangwei would call her at this time.
Looking down at this familiar yet unfamiliar number, Xia Yinian's gaze further tightened.
A while ago, everyone came to Yaoshan, except for Sister Qiangwei. Where exactly did she go?
Sister Qiangwei is twenty-five years old. Does she still remember the events from eighteen years ago?
Despite multiple paternity test reports proving a fact, Xia Yinian never believed Xia Chuxue was only eighteen.
Is she really the little lady of the Feng Family?
Xia Yinian closed her eyes for a moment and answered the call she hadn't received in a long time.
"Sister Qiangwei." Xia Yinian called softly.
"Nian Nian." Xia Qiangwei's voice came from the other side.
