Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Looking at Aunt Lin, who was clutching the golden bangle and crying her heart out, Yun Xi waved her hand at the bodyguard standing at the staircase. "Keep this scoundrel here. We want to speak to Aunt Lin!"

"Why? What are you doing? That is my mother! What do you want with her?"

"We don't look like bad people, do we? We have something to ask Aunt Lin, and it's not convenient for you to know! Take him away!"

She understood the mentality of a hooligan who had nothing better to do. There were things that she should not let him know, as she did not wish to let him use it against her in the future.

"You..." The man glared at Yun Xi. Before he could run, he was dragged down the stairs by the bodyguards.

There were rows of bodyguards wearing black sunglasses, black suits, and black leather shoes downstairs. Their cold faces looked scary, and it terrified the man so much that he did not even dare to run.

"Aunt Lin, let's talk inside!" Yun Xi supported the crying Aunt Lin toward the third floor.

Just as she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Jinglin as if she had remembered something. "I remember who you are. I, I have your picture. You are Mistress's fiancé..."

"That's right. She left this Fortune Bean for you, right?"

"Yes... Mistress left me a photograph and this necklace... it's been more than ten years, and I can finally return it to its owner!"

Aunt Lin pushed the door open and entered the room. The simple room was practically bare of objects, and the only lock was broken.

She took the photo frame off the wall, removed the photo, and handed it to Xiao Jinglin. "The man in the photo is you, right?"

Although he had aged over twenty years, his appearance was not that different.

This was the only photo of Xiao Jinglin and Rong Rong. It was a photo taken on Rong Rong's birthday. The woman in the photo was wearing a purple and red western-style dress with a fur collar draped over her shoulders. She was sitting on a royal sofa with her hair tied up in a bun, looking so dignified and gentle that one could see endless gentleness.

Xiao Jinglin, dressed in a suit, held her hand and sat beside her. They were supposed to be a perfect couple, but fate had played a joke that had lasted a long time.

The old-fashioned picture was a relic from a long time ago. Even though it was a rare colored photo from that era, the color had already faded. The faded colors could not hide the tenderness in the man's eyes and the happiness in the woman's.

Xiao Jinglin looked at the picture he had been staring at for twenty years and a bitter feeling surged in his heart.

He had a copy of this picture as well. Every sleepless night, he could only hug this picture to sleep. No one knew the pain in his heart, nor would they understand how much he missed her.

Yun Xi took the photo. This was the first time she had seen what her biological mother looked like.

She had once heard that the women in the misty rain of Jiangnan were as gentle as water.

In her previous life, she only knew what it meant to be pretentious, but she could not understand what it truly meant.

Now that she had seen the woman in the picture, she finally understood that there really was such a woman. When she smiled, it was as if the world had become more compassionate.

In terms of resemblance, she looked more like a combination of Rong Rong and Xiao Jinglin. Her eyebrows were like her mother's, and her mouth and nose were more like her father's.

She had never expected such a beautiful woman to be her mother.

"Aunt Lin, the pendant and the picture were given to you by my mother. How did you two meet? Did you work at the Rong family?"

"No. Mistress is my life savior. We used to live in the same residential building, which caught on fire. She was the one who dragged me out of the fire. At that time, she was pregnant..."