"Mother…"
Mu Chen’s exceedingly hoarse voice rang out within this speckless bamboo house, before causing the two people within the bamboo house to suddenly turn quiet.
With extreme astonishment, Ling Xi tilted her head and stared at Mu Chen, as if she was still doubtful as to what she had heard. The figure of the lady within the painting, she was actually Mu Chen’s mother?
An extremely complicated feeling started to unknowingly rise within her heart. This feeling was unable to be explained using words; however, it made her feel somewhat stifled within her heart.
"Are you saying that she’s your mother?" slightly raising her eyebrows, she asked while pointing towards the paint with her slender and jade-like finger.
A surge went through Mu Chen’s gaze as he stared at Ling Xi. At this moment, unconcealable emotions surged within his eyes as he replied, "Elder Ling Xi, where did you get this painting from? Do you recognise the lady in this painting?"
