Yan Qingsi had originally prepared plenty of ways to greet them during the meeting. Suddenly, she was at a loss for words.
Was it real?
She was still alive?
What the h*ll?
Yan Qingsi craned her head to look at Yue Tingfeng. He had a blank expression on as well. She turned her attention towards Mrs. Yue again, who had not recovered from the shock of being ignored by her own mother.
Grandpa Su also stared intently at Yan Qingsi's face. She assumed that the elders did not like girls with heavy makeup on, so she only applied some sunscreen for the visit. She did not even put on light makeup.
However, it was because of her bare face that she looked even more alike with the person in the photo from decades ago.
Goosebumps prickled all over Yan Qingsi as she continued to be stared at. "Mrs–Mrs Su," she said. "You–you said what was similar?"
