Everyone returned to their rooms, leaving Tong Airui pacing alone in the living room. This outcome was not what he wanted.
His plan was that once he found Ni Lu's daughter, his wife's origins would naturally come to light too. But now, You knew nothing, and the one person who might have known her background—her master—was dead, leaving his wife's origins shrouded in mystery once again.
If You finds her birth mother, his wife is bound to feel hurt...
"Honey, I brought Ni Lu's hair."
Tong Airui turned to look at Yi Luowa, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say to his wife.
Yi Luowa walked over with a smile, handing him three strands of hair. "I told Ni Lu I'd comb her hair just now. She didn't think twice."
Tong Airui furrowed his brows slightly. "Honey, if You really is Aunt Ni Lu's daughter…"
Yi Luowa playfully poked his nose. "What's with that face? Isn't it good that Aunt found her birth daughter?"
"But you…"
