He would never grow up, be devoid of deep affection, and his brother belonged to him alone; loyalty would never waver.
Miss Qiao Xia didn't know what crossed her mind, but she felt a touch of sorrow.
She realized that she didn't understand Nikola at all.
He was like a demon, yet at times, resembled an angel.
At least, to these children, he was an angelic figure.
"Actually, you look very handsome when you smile," Qiao Xia sincerely praised him. He was indeed a very handsome man, with deep blue eyes. If he weren't so gloomy, he would probably be a very popular and beautiful young man.
"Really?" Nikola actually smiled happily, touched his face somewhat incredulously, and looked at Qiao Xia with a brilliant gaze, like a child delighted with a teacher's praise.
"Of course, hasn't anyone ever praised you like this?"
"Apart from my brother, no one has praised my looks," Nikola said, a tad petulantly. "Of course, I don't care."
