Qin Mu couldn't focus on her work after she arrived at the studio, as her mind was filled with the words Feng Fanghua had spoken to her that morning.
Her mood was as gloomy as the foggy weather outside.
Feng Fanghua had sent everyone away, leaving just the two of them in the spacious living room.
Today, Feng Fanghua was dressed in a purple qipao, sitting next to her and gazing at her seriously. She looked at her for a long time.
"Back in the day, I actually had a pretty good relationship with your mother! We even joked that if you two grew up and he still liked you that much, we'd let you get married!"
With a sigh, Feng Fanghua's eyes lingered on her face, reluctant to look away, as if she saw the past in her visage.
Because of the sudden mention of the person, Qin Mu couldn't help but shiver, her vision blurred, and a buzzing in her ears, rendering her mind blank and unable to think.
"Your mother was a straightforward person, but she was too stubborn..."
