Pan Linji's mother was stunned. It had been many years since someone had genuinely asked about her past. Not about her husband, daughter, or son.
Just her.
After thinking for a while, she slowly said, "I once participated in beauty pageants. At one point, I even ranked among the top ten beauties in the country."
Mu Ning was surprised. This was the first time she had heard that someone like Pan Linji's mother had once possessed such a bright past.
But then again, it was common. Even the most beautiful people could have painful stories hidden behind their appearance.
Sure enough, the next second, Mrs. Pan continued. "After that, I met Pan Linghua, Pan Linji's father."
Her expression became complicated.
"At that time, he was a famous producer and had countless affairs with women. But when I started to like him, he left everyone else behind."
She smiled bitterly. "I thought that I was his true love."
