Thoughts rummaging in Qiao Yin's mind, she couldn't help but ask him, "So, who is your biological mother?"
"I'm not sure. I'm still investigating."
"Do your dad and Madam Lu know you're aware of this?"
"They don't know yet. Madam Lu, who has pretended to be my mother for more than twenty years, still acts the part every day. I just want to see how far she can carry this act, and until when."
As he spoke, Lu Lingche revealed a sarcastic smile. "In fact, she's been doing quite a good job pretending. There was punishment and concern, sometimes she was even kinder to me than my dad. She did appear exactly like an ordinary mother."
"So I thought she was just biased toward my older brother because he was obedient and sensible. It never crossed my mind that my brother and I were intrinsically different. I'm the child of my father and another woman. How could she genuinely care for me?"
