A Spirit That Soars Higher Than a Hundred-Story Tower

"It's that kid." He closed his eyes and said.

"In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed. The child has grown up." Song Yuzhen smiled and said,

"I really didn't expect the two of them to have such an outstanding background. They actually joined the Central Guards Brigade by chance."

"I was quite surprised when I found out."

"That ruthlessness, coupled with that dog-like temper, is exactly the same as Lin Jingzhan. It's as if they're carved from the same mold."

"What about his looks?" Song Yuzhen said, "I heard from Shuyi that he looks pretty good."

"Indeed. He has a temper like his father and looks like his mother."

Song Yuzhen took the photo frame on the table and wiped it with a cloth.

It was a group photo of four people.

She was standing in the middle with her husbang. On either side of them stood a young man and woman.