From Su Zixi's perspective, He Jingyao's mother was definitely there to reprimand someone.
"No way." He Jingyao smiled slightly, "I guarantee she'll really like you. Go on."
"Huh?" Su Zixi felt confused, then a gentle push at her lower back from the man made her walk forward involuntarily.
Step by step, she approached the villa's door and soon, she saw a middle-aged lady looking at her with a face full of excited and relieved smiles.
It seemed she wasn't there to criticize.
With a slightly steadier heart, Su Zixi approached her and stuttered, "Hello, Auntie, I am Su Zixi."
Liu Minjun clasped her hand, tears in her eyes: "That's wonderful, truly wonderful!"
Earlier, from a distance, she had seen this girl standing with her son, and she could hardly believe her eyes.
Although she had already known of Su Zixi's existence, seeing her in person was far more shocking. After all, it was the first time she had witnessed such a scene in twenty-five years.
