Then she took out the similarly shaped pill she had prepared from her clothes, and replaced it.
After placing the medicine bottle back, Xia Xiaonuan suppressed the excitement in her heart.
She got up and was about to leave.
But unexpectedly saw a painting hanging on the wall in the corner.
She froze for a moment, then walked up to the painting.
Jiang Xue?
Nangong Yaoling actually hung Jiang Xue's painting here?
How much does he like that woman?
If he likes her that much, why doesn't he just go find her?
Xia Xiaonuan thought angrily, gritting her teeth.
But, the next second, she noticed the clothes the girl was wearing.
Something is wrong...
The canvas skirt she was wearing looked so familiar.
And the outfit!
Suddenly, Xia Xiaonuan remembered she once had a similar set of clothes.
And the girl in the painting should be Jiang Xue when she was young.
No... the girl in the painting is not Jiang Xue at all!
It's her!
Her... when she was about thirteen years old.
