Xu Qinghuan looked at her with indifference. In her eyes, Song Wanlin was undoubtedly a madwoman.
With no one else around, the warmth faded from Song Wanlin’s eyes. She scrutinized Xu Qinghuan, only to realize that she did not actually know this daughter of hers at all. Each year, she had someone take a photograph of Xu Qinghuan, and each time she received it, she would study it carefully many times over. Yet, the young woman standing before her and the person in the photographs were two completely different people. They were the closest mother and daughter in the world, and yet, they were the most distant of strangers.
For a fleeting moment, Song Wanlin felt a sense of disorientation, but as she looked again, the girl was unmistakably the same person from the pictures.
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