Bab 478: The Truth

Hao Ren looked at the large portrait in front of him in a daze. A simple and heavy wooden frame, the edge was decorated with exquisite patterns and a gold pin. It was in a luxurious style, typical of the era of nobilities. From the decoration, anyone could see how special this portrait was to the Andrea Family. On the portrait was an elegant, young lady in a long, black dress. She stood in the midst of roses and the background had a kind of unexplainable gloomy vibe. There was a slight smile on the lady's face—it was Vivian's countenance.

Hao Ren heard Vivian's voice, turned around in astonishment, and asked, "Is this really you?!"

Vivian looked at the portrait, and some fragments of memory finally reorganized themselves in her mind. "...Well, yes, I did have this outfit. I saved up two months for a French tailor. I did live here."

Then she frowned, looked around and said, "But, it didn't look this way back then..."