Still Didn't Guard Against the Mechanisms Inside

There were only two shelves in this hidden safe. On the top were some brown folders—probably important contracts.

Qiao Nian did not touch them casually.

Her gaze was mainly focused on the shelf below.

There were only two items on the bottom shelf—an inch-long porcelain bottle and a black agate box. There was also an old photo beside the two items.

Qiao Nian slowly picked up the photo.

This should be a photo from decades ago.

Even though it was well-preserved, the edges were yellowed, and the colors had begun to fade.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes.

The person in the photo was not Nie Qingru or Ji Qing, but a young man.

When the photo was taken, the man had probably just reached adulthood. His early twenties made him look young and high-spirited.

He smiled brightly at the camera, revealing his white teeth. Even through the photo, she could feel the young man's momentary happiness.

… Who was this person?