As early summer arrived, the little one wore much thinner clothes, no longer dressed as a tightly bundled little tiger cub.
She wore a pink little lotus dress, looking just like an adorable little flower bud at first glance.
The stone table was a bit high for her.
She tiptoed, trying hard to lift herself higher, attempting to see the scrolls on the table clearly.
Master Meng glanced at this little one who popped up from nowhere.
Chubby and fair, with a golden necklace hanging around her neck, and her hair tied in shiny little pigtails—clearly not from an ordinary background.
Yet, there was no adult looking after her, nor any servants following along.
Master Meng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Which family are you from?"
Treasure Piggy replied in a babyish voice, "From your family."
Master Meng: "..."
Master Meng scrutinized the little one several times before finally guessing her identity.
No matter his attitude towards Lu Yuan, he wouldn't trouble a little child.
