No Other Woman Could Get Into His Heart

"Your father even knows how to draw?"

While Xie Yi spoke, Xie Xuning's refined and elegant face came to mind.

Some men would gain weight and turn portly once they hit their 40s.

Xie Xuning seemed supernatural; his temperament was calm and restrained, and every move he made expressing tremendous charisma, noble and elegant in every manner.

It was comparable to finely aged wine.

The longer the time, the stronger the mellow fragrance became.

Such middle-aged men were the most attractive ones. Young girls would usually call this type of man "daddy."

Ye Tianxi led Xie Yi into the house and replied, "My father can't draw, but his office is where he uses especially to remember my mother. People are not allowed to be there. I am not able to let you in, either."

Ye Tianxi's words successfully evoked Xie Yi's curiosity.