On the way back to Beijing, Chen Xingyan's mind was full of questions. Why were there suddenly rumors that her mother was pretending to be Mo Ting's mother?
Who was Mo Ting?
And who was Hua Wenfeng?
"How did my mother get involved with two big names?"
An Zihao drove with one arm on the steering wheel as he tilted slightly to look at her. "If anyone else was in your position, they would be jumping in joy at the possibility of being Mo Ting's sister. To be honest, you must be feeling that deep down too right?" he scoffed.
Hearing this, Chen Xingyan turned and looked at An Zihao, "Years of experience have told me that I have never been an average person."
"You're not a very modest person either."
"No. I'm more curious as to why this is happening and how my mother got involved with the Mo Family." Chen Xingyan did not see any benefits in being Mo Ting's sister. At least, she definitely wasn't jumping in joy the way that An Zihao described.
