"Mom?" Even though Tang Wanwan was somewhat mentally prepared, she was still taken aback by the sight of her mother, Lady Chen, with jet-black hair, skin as fair and delicate as creamy jade, and a face exquisitely charming, as if she were an eighteen-year-old girl. Standing together, they could easily be mistaken as sisters.
Lady Chen just felt her skin become smoother and tighter, and her whole body seemed lighter, with the most obvious change being her waist slimming down significantly.
"A wan, what kind of medicine did you use on me? I feel like I've become younger."
"Mom, you've not just become younger, you've practically turned eighteen again. Come, let me show you." Tang Wanwan affectionately hooked Lady Chen's arm and took her to the copper mirror. Seeing the reflection in the mirror, which showed a face that looked at least a dozen years younger, Lady Chen was so emotional that she burst into tears.
"A wan, am I seeing things?"
