"I don't know. All I know now is that you're not that woman's daughter," Ou Ming said. "I took a strand of your hair for a DNA test. It's confirmed that you're not her daughter."
Yu Lili was a little disappointed, but she knew the implications and didn't speak further.
"After we've settle my mom, we'll go and check that out," Ou Ming said.
Yu Lili nodded her head. She still harbored many expectations and ideas about what her parents would be like.
The taxi arrived at the destination soon enough. Yu Lili paid the fare and got out. She proceeded to walk with Ou Ming to the venue that Wen Fenglin had informed them about.
It was the dream of every artist, regardless of their genre, to register their name at The Art Association. Yu Lili was no exception. Taking in the majestic-looking entrance, she felt a keen sense of yearning in her heart. This was a good place. Everyone wanted to come.
