At that time, Jiang Yuanlong was not yet married, wearing formal attire, his eyes looking straight at the camera, exuding an aura of vigor and spiritedness.
Xiu Xun looked closely at the person Jiang Bin was pointing at in the photo, his gaze gradually darkening.
So this... is this really his father?
"Over the years, has he looked for me?" Xiu Xun asked.
"Of course, Xiaoxun, your dad has never stopped looking for you, and your mom too, she's been bedridden all these years because of your disappearance. All these years, they've only ever had you as their child."
Xiu Xun didn't speak, only caressed the photo that was handed to him. In those eyes that had always been devoid of emotion, there finally appeared to be a shimmer of turmoil.
