Café.
A corner table.
"Director Yan." Nangong Ci suddenly stood up.
Hearing this name, Su Wanwan's complexion changed, she put down her cup, and stood up, wanting to leave.
"Wanwan!"
Yan Shunhua quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, her eyes already reddening, "Wanwan, do you really hate Mom that much? Mom just wanted to see you. These past few days, I've been really worried about you..."
"You don't need to worry." Su Wanwan struggled, refusing to meet her gaze, "Let go of me first..."
"Wanwan, Mom is sorry, but Mom has been thinking about you all these years, Mom really wanted to come back and find you..."
"So?" Su Wanwan sharply turned her face around, "Since you missed me so much, why didn't you come back to find me all these years?"
"I..." Yan Shunhua's expression twisted, and she hesitated.
