Xia Yinian stood there frozen, forgetting to take a step.
It wasn't until the woman making tea looked up at her that she confirmed this was the person she was searching for.
That day, Xia Yinian was drawn to those eyes, eyes very similar to Beicheng's.
Upon closer inspection, she wasn't sure exactly what was similar, but the feeling was unmistakable.
"Aunt." After a while, Xia Yinian called out softly.
Qiu Yan glanced at her and then withdrew her gaze, continuing with her task.
"Are you presumptuous, or just bold enough? You actually dared to find this place."
Xia Yinian lightly pursed her lips and continued forward, even sitting directly opposite Qiu Yan.
"You can consider me presumptuous." She responded softly, leaving her earlier discomfort far behind.
Listening to her words, Qiu Yan's hand paused for half a second.
"Do you know why I sought you out?" She poured herself a cup of tea.
