Upon witnessing her in this state, Shen Lan felt a wave of heartache. However, she knew that if she could toughen herself up now, she might lack the strength to awaken this pretender for the rest of her life.
That's why she had to brush off her mother's hand, which was tugging at her clothes.
"There are some things I still need to think carefully about. My mind is quite chaotic right now. I'll take you home first."
A café downstairs at the Cheng Group Building.
Lin Yuqing wore a white dress with her luscious, brown waves cascading down her shoulders. She looked both elegant and respectable.
Anyone walking into this café would be immediately attracted to her stunning looks and charisma.
Slightly lowering her head, the sleek shape of her swan-like neck was visible as she took a slow sip of her black coffee.
She seemed to find the coffee somewhat bitter and slightly scrunched her eyebrows.
