Qin Hao also noticed the woman's appearance, a very delicate and beautiful woman who resembled He Wen a bit but with a more mature charm.
Time hadn't left many marks on her face, instead endowing her with an infinite charm of mature femininity.
Qin Hao's heart stirred slightly, as he roughly guessed who she might be.
They had never met He Wen's mother, she was either deceased or had left He Feng.
Given the current situation, it was obviously the latter.
However, seeing how He Wen's mother looked now, it was clear that she was doing quite well.
"Wenwen, do you still remember mommy?"
Upon seeing He Wen, the woman's face showed a moment of excitement, and she began to speak tenderly, with a slight tremble in her voice.
He Wen's expression stiffened at first, but soon she regained her composure.
Upon hearing the woman's words, He Wen said indifferently, "My mom died a long time ago. I don't know you, auntie."
