Huh? Brother Yi Lin.
Were you blinded by the plethora of stars last night?
The age difference is clear as day—it's obviously a mother and son!
Xing Fei took another close look.
Yi Lin's eyes were wide open, shining bright.
Turns out, it wasn't his eyes that were blind, but his mouth.
Ten minutes later.
"Oh, stop it! Allen is my son!"
"But you can't really blame yourself, who could guess from my youthful appearance."
"It's so annoying, always having people mistake Judy's age. Oh, the troubles of a beautiful woman, always so unadorned. This cursed youth."
Yi Lin and Judy were chatting merrily, very happily.
Judy took a bath, seemingly unconcerned about Yi Lin and Xing Fei, these two unfamiliar visitors. She put on a loose, relatively conservative nightgown, laughing and giggling, shaking all over.
Yi Lin said with a smile, "If you didn't say anything, you really couldn't tell at all, not even a little bit."
