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"If you're not comfortable going to our house, Miss, maybe I should call the old man to come over? We can find a place to sit and wait, and as soon as you see him, you'll know," said Zhang Min, once she regained her composure, her observational and judgment skills hastily returned.
Seeing Lu Yun's reaction, Zhang Min was barely able to hold back her tears from falling.
The identity of that young man was definitely questionable. Otherwise, upon hearing that someone resembled him, this young lady's first reaction would not have been to subconsciously measure her up, but instead to express disbelief and astonishment.
Uncertainty was good; it meant the possibility that he was their own child was very high. Her Shaojie, the eldest son she had longed for more than half of her life, could she be about to meet him?
