It's her.
It's really her.
Red Bean is the artist Qingshuang.
She is Shi Xiaoching.
She is her mother.
It's really her!
Jiang Xiao's nose felt sour, she felt like she was about to shed tears uncontrollably.
But she wasn't used to crying in front of strangers, so she forcibly pushed back the tears.
At this moment, what she wanted to do most was to immediately call Jiang Liu and tell him that this Qingshuang at Luofeng Institute was really his Shi Xiaoching!
"Director Gao, are you sure? Why did it take so long to recognize?"
Gao Shan said, "Because Red Bean looks quite different from when she was fifteen. In this portrait, she's with two braids, and her face is like an apple, smiling so beautifully. The Red Bean I know is already in her thirties, she wears her hair in a matronly bun every day, dressed in loose coarse cloth, her face has grown much thinner, and she always has a stern expression without a smile."
