In Shen Yi's apartment, Li Qin was trembling, her gaze darting back and forth between Lu Xize and Chu Yao several times.
Chu Yao, however, had completely calmed down by now. Lu Xize sat beside her, one hand resting on her shoulder.
The three of them were silent. Lu Xize's expression was grim, only softening slightly when Chu Yao looked at him.
In the end, it was Chu Yao who broke the silence. She looked at the woman before her—her mother—who was both a stranger and yet familiar.
Although Li Qin had always been distant with Chu Yao since she was a child, never close to her, she had certainly never abused her.
But in Chu Yao's memory, Li Qin was a very beautiful woman.
Chu Yao had inherited most of her looks from her mother.
Li Qin was gorgeous. Both her face and her figure were top-notch, and she took great pride in her appearance.
