Chapter 230: Not Him

To the north as you enter the room, there was a white porcelain jar with blue floral patterns placed on a wooden table. A black and white photograph leaned against the wall. The beautiful woman in the photo appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Even in a colorless old photograph, her lovely face could still be seen. She and Laurel were completely different types. At the first glance of that photo, Leon couldn't help but feel his eyes moisten. He walked towards the table. Although he was less than ten meters from that photo, he had a feeling of endless time passing. The scene of their first meeting still vividly appeared in his mind. It was a peaceful summer afternoon with bright sunshine when he, as a sponsor of the school, was invited to give a speech at the university. While everyone was listening attentively, she was the only one who leaned back in her chair and fell fast asleep. The sunshine fell perfectly on her soft, raven-chestnut hair, casting a layer of