Chapter 148

Mary Kinson, Jojo suspected, didn't recognize it.

"The photo is a photo of me and William when I was a child," she couldn't help but speak loudly.

Mary Kinsonslowly lifted her eyes, and a sluggish light response spilled from his nose: "Hmm."

"OK, I'll tell you the truth," Jojo said as she tucked the images away.

Mary Kinson leaned back half-way, her legs stacked, and her gaze was drawn to the lonely figure below her.

The person as a whole radiates a tranquil demeanor.

"I know that your engagement with William was simply decided by Grandpa  very early, and they have no real sentiments at all," Jojo groaned, her tone proud.

Mary Kinson's brow eye retains its coolness, allowing her to see through everything, including the icy and unachievable snow on the distant mountain.

"After all, we are now in the twenty-first century. Edmend Black's set isn't going to work. When two individuals are together, they still have to look at their sentiments, and William and I have known each other fr