"Yes, still alive. I didn't expect we could meet again." Yang Peiyun lowered her eyes, hiding the panic in them.
Qiao Mo stood to the side, a bit confused about the situation, not expecting Aunt Xu Wan to know her mother.
"You... are Xiao Mo's mother?" Xu Wan asked tentatively.
"Yes." Yang Peiyun nodded.
Xu Wan carefully examined Qiao Yun, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes: "You really look alike... I didn't expect you to have two daughters, that's nice."
As if recalling something, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes.
"You... have you been doing well all these years?" Yang Peiyun asked softly.
Xu Wan nodded weakly: "Pretty well, I've been abroad for the past few years, only returning recently."
...
The two engaged in intermittent small talk for over twenty minutes.
Qiao Mo didn't say a word the entire time, but as they were about to leave, the equally silent Qiao Yun suddenly called out to her: "Qiao Mo, do you still have the confidence to keep Fu Nancheng now?"
