"Ms. Chen," a young girl called out the old lady wandering the mall with her maid.
"Do I know you?" the old elegant lady, who had worn a beige cheongsam dress and was donning a shawl over it, frowned. A stranger adorable girl was standing before her, confidently.
"I am Bai Youning, sister of your son's best friend Bai Yiming," she extended her had towards the old lady which she did not pay heed to. The girl stood there for a minute awkwardly and then retracted her hand. Like mother, like son. The smile plastered on her face deepened even further, "Could I treat you for tea somewhere?"
The maid whispered into the ears of her mistress. Chen Shiyi was familiar with most people in high society. But there were people even she did not have reach to. Bai family was one of those. The mother of Bai siblings refused to participate in any of the parties. Thus, not a lot of people knew the faces of their kids as well.
