"Is this Junyang?" Jiang Mianmian pointed to a baby.

"Yes, this is when he was just born."

"What about this one?" Jiang Mianmian noticed another baby and asked, somewhat confused. "This baby is wearing pink clothes. It shouldn't be Junyang, right? I haven't heard that you have a younger sister or anything..."

Huo Junyu's brow twitched slightly as he calmly looked at her. "This is a little girl. I was already in elementary school when she was born."

"Is she your relative's sister?"

"no."

Who is that?

Huo Junyu licked his lips and said slowly and deliberately, "It's... the person I've been betrothed to since birth."

Jiang Mianmian's expression changed, and she stared at him blankly.

“Mianmian,” Huo Junyu’s voice was a little hoarse, “turn to the next page.”

"I'm not watching anymore." Jiang Mianmian snapped the book shut.

Although his face didn't show anything, every pore on his skin was telling him: I'm unhappy!

Huo Junyu got anxious and grabbed the photo album to flip through it himself.

But then she heard a woman's aggrieved voice: "You're already engaged... why are you still bothering me?"

"Mianmian..."

"Is this woman some rich girl? She's a perfect match for you, isn't she? You still have a picture of her when she was just born, you..."

"Jiang Mianmian!"

Huo Junyu suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Mianmian struggled desperately, but could only spin around in his arms.

"That's right, she's the daughter of the Lu family, and we're a perfect match!"

"And the reason I still keep her photos is..."

Huo Junyu turned her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes: "Because she is right in front of me now, and I want to show her what she was like when she was a child!"