C274 Ch'un

She was the only one who called An Yimo Second Miss.

As she spoke, her tears flowed down, and a hand covered in calluses lightly caressed An Yimo's face. That agitated, that careful, as though she was afraid that if she used a little more strength, she would injure An Yimo.

In her eyes, there was a warmth that An Yimo could not see in the Long family