"Lamei, who is it?"
An elderly woman walked out of the house. Her skin was dark and wrinkled. Suizi speculated that she must be the grandmother of the house.
"Mom, this is, this is, a mistake..."
"Ma'am, I'm Lamei's sister. Her mother married my father. Though we're not blood-related, I still have to call her sister, right, Sister Lamei?"
Suizi was smiling throughout, but Lun Lamei felt the metaphorical knife scraping her heart in her smile.
"Lamei, didn't you say your family was gone?" Su's mother asked.
Suizi looked at Su's mother with a hint of surprise.
Yu Jingting had said that Su's mother was involved with an old man outside, so she assumed that Su's mother would be like Wang Cuihua, a beautiful middle-aged woman.
She's so old!
It seems that age had nothing to do with infidelity. The old lady was quite flirty.
"My family..." Lun Lamei broke out in a cold sweat.
