Jiang Yeqing placed a photograph in front of Bo Chengcheng. It was a picture of a family of four.

In the family of four, the young father did not look particularly outstanding, but he looked very kind. He had the looks of a common man, seemed confident enough, with an air of tolerance that sometimes people in high positions would exude.

As for the young mother, she was extremely beautiful with a graceful figure, much like a single stalk of lotus floating above the murky waters.

In front of the couple stood a little boy who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. The little boy wore a radiant smile that revealed his teeth. He was holding a little girl of three or four by her hand. The little girl was clutching a doll in her arms and wore her hair in two pigtails that stood upright from her head. She looked tubby and adorable.

Jiang Yeqing pointed at the little boy in the photo and said, This was me at the age of 13. I had just escaped from the mountains. If it werent for Godfather, I would have starved to death on the streets. I wouldnt be where I am today.

Bo Chengcheng looked at the little boy in the photograph. There was indeed a strong resemblance to Jiang Yeqing.

The Jiang Yeqing now, had a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. It did not make him look old, rather, it conferred onto him the charm of a matured man.

This was my godfather. He was hacked to death more than ten years ago. Jiang Yeqing pointed at the image of the man. He was also a good and heroic man. However, it was rather chaotic back then, and SARS broke out. At the time, not only were we not doing well financially, survival also became difficult. Hence, he took the risk and retraced his steps. He went to Thailand to get a batch of goods and was in the process of transporting them to Laos. On the way, he was intercepted by enemies and never returned.

Bo Chengcheng looked up at Jiang Yeqing. Although his face was void of expression, after being with him for so many years, she understood him enough to tell that he was feeling a little down.

He shook the ash off his cigarette and pointed at the young mother in the photograph. This is my godmother. After my godfather died, she brought a few brothers, Wenxin and myself to Kang City.

Kang City was an old city in Xia Nation. It had a rich heritage and all sorts of people had settled here.

At this point, I was already 17 and was considered a prominent figure in my old hometown. At the time, a big shot in the transportation industry took a fancy to me and asked me to go on a mission with them. They paid a large sum of money, in fact they offered 200,000 to my godmother.

Bo Chengcheng frowned slightly. So you were being sold off?

Not really. Jiang Yeqing smiled bitterly. At the time, they were penniless, and Wenxin was sickly and they were in desperate need for money. That person thought I was fierce enough and hardworking enough. 200,000 was just a compensation of sorts.

In case I didnt return, it would be considered a price on my life.

But if I managed to return, that money would be considered a bonus.

In those days, 200,000 was not a small amount.

Fortunately, Jiang Yeqing was quite capable. After running missions in several countries, he managed to put away some savings.

Although work was a little dangerous, money came rather quickly.

However, later on, perhaps because he had grown older, Jiang Yeqing also became more afraid. After finishing up a job for the final scoop, he retired and retreated.

Then eventually, he met Bo Chengcheng.

In the past, he didnt even dare to dream of having a girl like Bo Chengcheng.

Such a person was like a goddess. How could he be good enough for her?

Initially, Jiang Yeqing did not even dare think about it. However, since he was living in someone elses house, it was inevitable that he would have some contact with the owners family. Bo Chengchengs grandmother liked him very much and would often address him as Xiao Jiang. And gradually, thoughts that he had not entertained before started to stir within him.