Two people were each lost in their own worlds in the room.
Ye Tian's eyes were fixed on that photo, the room was filled with a deathly stillness, even Xiao Yi's mother, now seemed more pleasing than others, at least she was of the opposite gender.
Xiao Yi's mother was not very remarkable looking, but there was a seductive charm on her face that Ye Tian had not noticed before. This time, he carefully looked at the photo; she was seated in a posture reminiscent of the Mona Lisa, her hands stacked atop her knees.
Wait! Hands! Ye Tian rushed over, holding the photo up close. Although it had yellowed a bit, the color of the nail polish was very similar to the one he had found at Bai Shi's house.
Could it be that Xiao Yi's mother had something to do with Bai Shi? Oh Lord! Ye Tian almost spat out a mouthful of blood again. Why have things become so melodramatic lately? If it is true, then Xiao Yi and Bai Yanwu might even be siblings! Heavens, he actually prevented a human tragedy!
