"Hua, then do you also… remember me?"
Charles looked at Zhang Manhua nervously. His eyes were glittering with anticipation.
As her entire attention was captured by her mother, only now did she place her sight on this elderly man again.
She had a complicated feeling toward this old man.
While she had a good impression of this man who could speak Chinese, he still said something absurd earlier—about wanting to marry her mother—and even took advantage of her mother.
She truly… could not face him with a normal attitude.
"Mister, may I trouble you to le—"
She stopped midway when she caught sight of her mother blushing from the corner of her eye.
Hah?!
Wait a minute! My mom, why is she blushing?!
She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe her sight.
"Mhm…"
With a soft hum, her mother avoided the elderly man's gaze.
Her eyes nearly popped out at the sight.
