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Editor: Henyee Translations
There was a little girl in the photograph. She was about four years old and had silky black hair. Her eyes were sharp and clear on an adorable chubby face, her exquisite features were scrunched up into concentration, her expression a stark contrast to her docile appearance.
She seemed to climb a wall, her short little legs stepping onto a branch. She seemed like a little tyrant, filled with arrogance and vigor that couldn't be stopped.
The photo had probably been taken without her notice since she wasn't looking at the lens. Instead, she glanced elsewhere in the distance, her dark lashes framing her eyes.
There seemed to be another person in the photo. At the bottom, there was an outstretched arm. It was another tiny pair of arms but even then, Almighty Qin could instantly tell it belonged to a boy. A boy…
Qin Mo tightened his grip, putting the photo aside.