Yan Xinxin shook her head.
"I don't think it's necessary."
She smiled faintly, her heart a complex mix of emotions.
The person in front of her was her biological mother, the loving mom who used to hold her and play on swings with her as a child.
But time changes everything; what was is no longer.
"What is Lady Yan afraid of? Afraid I'll eat you? Is that why you don't dare to get in the car?"
Ning Zitong smirked, a faintly mocking smile gracing her composed face.
The twilight sky was still illuminated with radiant hues.
Ning Zitong stared at Yan Xinxin, suddenly thinking that Mu Qianshui's current face seemed more tailored to resemble Yan Xinxin than Mu Qianyuan.
Yan Xinxin heard the remark and smiled faintly.
"Last time at the restaurant, I promised Mrs. Mu that I wouldn't appear before you again, making you feel annoyed. Yan Xinxin and you—never to meet again."
"Then please, Mrs. Mo, get in the car."
