章節 135: The Fake Heir

Only years of practice and endurance were what kept Zhao Min from falling as the girl leapt into his arms. His first instinct when he saw her running towards him was actually to evade the strange woman before he saw the shining bright eyes of the girl he had always known and recognized her. 

Hugging her with one arm, a first genuine smile graced his face. Within a moment, she had hugged him, moved back, pecked him on the cheeks and was questioning him,"What took you so long to come? The party has almost come to an end."