Wuyue didn't like talking, similar to the personalities of women like Lin Lan, Ouyang Feifei, and Wang Qing.
Luo Ziling didn't know what to say either.
The car was very quiet, as Wuyue hadn't turned on music or the radio.
But Luo Ziling's heart was far from calm.
"Mom," this title that had tangled his heart for many years, might be called out loud for the first time today. The woman who had haunted his dreams on countless occasions, he was finally going to meet her today, and his emotions were a mix of feelings.
For Luo Ziling, this was the first real face-to-face encounter with Ling Ruonan. He knew it wasn't the first time Ling Ruonan had seen him, but after he had grown up, she probably hadn't seen him again, right?
She must have seen him when he was very small, a time when he looked completely different from the Luo Ziling of today.
In fact, it could be said that this was the first real meeting between mother and child.
She finally agreed to see him.
