When Mu Huan saw her face clearly, she was stunned as though she had been struck by lightning. This… How could this be… How could this be…
"What's wrong?" Bo Junyan frowned.
"She… she looks like my mother… She's just a little older than the mother I remember…" Mu Huan said in a daze.
Bo Junyan looked over.
"My mother and I don't look alike, but if you look closely, you should be able to tell that my face shape is very similar to hers."
Bo Junyan rarely paid attention to other women. He only had an impression of the other women he had met before. When he saw her again, he would know her identity, but he would not look at her carefully. He would not let her appearance occupy his mind.
Hence, he knew about the existence of Ling Wei's stepmother, but he had never taken a closer look at her. Now that his wife had said so, he took a closer look and realized that the other party's face shape was very similar to his wife's.
