Ye Lu flipped through the items with boredom when suddenly a photo tucked between the pages fluttered to the ground.
The photo was very old and had yellowed and faded, but the faces of the people in it were still clearly visible, just much younger than they are now, and they all looked energetic and spirited, with an air of untouched arrogance about them.
Ye Lu picked it up in shock, her fingers clutching the photograph tightly, and her breathing became lighter.
That was because she found two of the faces somewhat familiar but couldn't recall them at the moment.
Mu Bao'er leaned over and pointed to one of the men, "This is my father, Nie Rong."
Ye Lu's gaze, however, settled on the people next to Nie Rong and after a long thought, her complexion changed drastically, her pupils dilated, and she gasped in shock.
"What's wrong?" Mu Bao'er asked in surprise.
