Ming Chengxun shook his head, "It's a matter of great importance. I came directly from the shopping mall and haven't mentioned it to anyone."
"Hmm..." Old Master Ming stood with his hands behind his back and sighed, "You keep this to yourself, don't tell anyone."
Ming Chengxun furrowed his brow and looked at him, "Grandfather, should I have someone inquire about it...?"
Old Master Ming waved his hand dismissively, urging him, "No need, it has nothing to do with you, go back."
Ming Chengxun had no choice but to leave the study, but curiosity uncontrollably took root in his heart.
That girl looked almost identical to the portrait Grandfather treasures so dearly.
Be it her demeanor or her appearance, there must be a profound connection.
Ming Chengxun didn't know the specifics, but he had heard his father mention that the Ming family's retreat to Parma had something to do with the woman in that painting.
