Tong Yue looked at Yu Shiya, someone she didn't recognise, yet intuitively disliked Yu Shiya. Why she disliked her, she couldn't explicitly say, but she just didn't like her.
There was something odd about the way this woman looked at her.
Si Yang also turned to Yu Shiya. Like Tong Yue, he didn't like her. This dislike was based on an indescribable instinct. He felt that this woman bore hostility towards him.
Before Tong Yao could speak, Yu Shiya smilingly said, "You can call me Auntie Yu. I held you when you were a little girl. Even then, I thought you looked just like your mother. Now, you look even more like her."
Luckily back then, Tong Yue wasn't under her care, or she might have wanted to kill her.
Even though there was a smile on Yu Shiya's face, Tong Yue couldn't shake off a sense of discomfort from it, "Are you my mom's friend?"
Yu Shiya shook her head, with a slight smile, "I knew your mom, but we weren't friends. I knew your dad better, we used to be colleagues…"
