"Mom, please don't blame Tingting," said Zhou Pingping.
"She probably felt that Brother Tiezhu was very kind, which is why she told him those things. Actually, I feel the same way."
"Really?" said Wang Yue. "I feel the same, too. From the moment I saw you both, I felt like you were my own sisters—something indescribably comforting. That's why I stayed here to observe further, to see if I was wrong. I didn't expect that you two felt the same way, too."
"But why is that?" Zhou Pingping couldn't help but look at her mother. In her heart, her mother was the most knowledgeable person in the world; there was nothing she didn't know.
"I think that's just fate between you two," said Zhou Yifei, also feeling quite puzzled.
As someone who had seen a lot of things, she knew that sometimes relatives with close blood ties could feel this way. But Wang Tiezhu had nothing to do with her two daughters.
