And now, everyone had gathered, and Dominic stood with Shiao Yi at his side.
The household staff cast puzzled and curious glances at Shiao Yi.
Shiao Yi, small in stature, with black hair and dark eyes, wore a plain green shirt and trousers with no decorations. Despite all the eyes on him, he stood calmly and naturally, showing no signs of nervousness.
He had probably gone through many dangerous missions. That experience showed in how he carried himself—with a calm presence and a strength that didn't match his youthful looks.
His posture was sharp and upright, it was clearly shaped by military training, and it made him look impressive.
His face was youthful and round, and even though he was eighteen, he looked more like thirteen.
With his big eyes and small frame, his appearance leaned more toward cute than beautiful.
Dominic stood next to Shiao Yi, staring at him with quiet admiration and pride.
—This Shiao Yi was his one and only.
