"Aunt Bao, you must be tired too. I'll let someone lead you to rest," Jun Mochan helped Aunt Bao stand up.
Aunt Bao gazed at him, "Young Master, I feel like I have seen you before. Have I?"
"Really? Can you think hard, Aunt Bao?" Jun Mochan raised an eyebrow.
Looking at his delicate eyebrows and eyes, a tiny, stern face emerged in her mind.
"You are the young master adopted from the Huo Family by the Jun family, aren't you?" Aunt Bao exclaimed.
In City B, the Huo Family pursued a military career, and the Jun Family was involved in politics. After the union of these two families, they dominated both military and political power, claiming the benefits of both worlds.
However, the Jun Family had few men, so the Huo Family had one of their sons adopted into the Jun family.
"You have a good memory, Aunt Bao." Jun Mochan touched his nose.