As Xue Xiaohua spoke, she held her face in her hands and looked at her mother with admiration. In her mind, she had already sketched out the image of her mother, the hero of the world. Bai Wenjing was also amused by the memories of the young original owner.
Wasn't that fearless personality just a replica of Xue Xiaohua?
It was no wonder Xue Xiaohua had such a personality. It turned out that genetics played a big role.
Xue Xiaohua continued to ask,"did the young man behind you become good friends with you?"
Bai Wenjing shook her head. no, I didn't. Back then, I was riding on a cow. I ran far and wide, and I was wild. Although I wanted to see that young man, I never got to meet him.
"That's a pity."
Xue Xiaohua sighed and said,"but I'm much luckier than my mother, aren't I?" We're both in the same school, so we see each other every day."
"That's not true."
