The people in the room wore varying expressions, their eyes fixed on Du Desheng in terror, with a solemn gravity as if they were prepared to administer emergency aid to him at any moment.
Oblivious, Du Anrao was inwardly marveling.
"A delicate girl not yet twenty, cast out of her home by her own kin, with no one to rely on and nowhere to go—and during those chaotic years of war, at that. Anyone else likely would have perished. Yet, this Miss Qin lived on with sheer tenacity, pulling herself together to build a business even while searching for her loved ones..."
Chapter 132