บท 130: A glimpse into Han Nanxian's life

"Young Master, Master is looking for you," A servant knocked on the boy's door before opening the door to inform him. 

"He is home?" Han Nanxian asked, as his hand that was cleaning a certain photo frame stilled for a moment. He didn't turn around to look at the servant and kept his eyes on the photo frame. His face was reflecting on the mirror, indicating his emotions. 

"Yes," The servant politely nodded his head. "And he is looking for you."

"I will be downstairs in a while," Han Nanxian replied and began cleaning the spotless and dustless photo frame. 

He cleaned not only the photo frame but all the things in this room with his own hands. It was a rule that everyone was aware of never to enter this room and touch anything in it. 

It might be an old unused room for anyone but for Han Nanxian it was his whole life.