The people in Yue Xuan were all stunned, and Tang San was a bit stunned as well, because he saw his father gently patting the beautiful woman's back, with a tender expression on his face. It was unimaginable that such an expression would appear on his father's face.
After a long while, the beautiful woman's crying finally ceased, and she slowly raised her head, took a deep look at Tang Hao, then turned to look at Tang San beside her, "Is he? Your and her son?"
Tang Hao silently nodded, Yuehua stood up, her eyes brimming with tears as she turned towards Tang San, lifting her hand to reach for Tang San's face.
Tang San frowned slightly, naturally stepping back and avoiding Yuehua's hand.
Yuehua's brows slightly knit, "What are you dodging for, I am your aunt."
"Ah?" Tang San's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the beautiful woman before him, then back at his aged father. He found it impossible to see the two before him as siblings.
