Yao Ran stepped into the lounge and immediately caught sight of Yao Tang. The other girl was reclining on one of the chairs, her eyes fixed on her phone, her hair falling past her shoulders. She looked rather alluring even in a state of idleness.
But what was Yao Tang doing in this place?
Before Yao Ran could say anything, Qin Man broke away from her and seated herself next to Yao Tang.
"I see that you're here as well," the woman commented snidely.
Yao Tang raised a single eyebrow in response before proceeding to ignore the other two.
Yao Ran hurried over and tugged at Qin Man's arm. "Come on, Mom," she whispered. "Let's not cause trouble here."
Qin Man sighed and nodded, but she couldn't resist sweeping another disdainful look at her biological daughter.
Yao Tang was clad in a simple red dress that accentuated her milky complexion, coupled with a silver necklace that brightened her delicate features. She looked nothing like Qin Man.
