"Go on, what nonsense is this? Where did you learn to ask such things... Is that any way to speak to your own mother?!" Qin Hanyue shot her son a look, then fell silent for a moment. Suddenly, she sighed out of the blue, "Son, do you know why I'm telling you all this today? Do you know why I suddenly seem like a completely different person?"
Qin Li shook his head dumbly. In his memory, Qin Hanyue had never been like this. The impression she gave was always one of aloofness and nobility. She rarely spoke, and whatever happened, she would just bear it all silently on her own.
