"Alright, drink up." An Ying gently reassured her. An Yin picked up the spoon and sipped slowly. In winter, most days are gloomy, with a dark and somber sky. Fortunately, their home was on the sixth floor, and there weren’t any tall buildings around to block the light. The room was bright even in the day and didn’t need any lights on. An Ying hung her head, her gaze filled with the figure of her daughter. An Yin’s black hair was draped over her shoulders, and as she lay on the bed, the hair on her forehead fell against her cheek. Seeing this, An Ying reached out and gently tucked her hair behind her ear. When An Yin felt a hand touch her face, she was startled, but upon realizing it was her mother, she picked up the ginger sugar water and drank it in one gulp, "Finished drinking." "Lie down and rest for a while." After saying that, An Ying tucked her in. Afterwards, An Ying left with the bowl. After she washed it clean, she went to the living room. The door to her daughter’s bedroom was already closed, so she took her little bag from the shoe cabinet and went out the door. Upon knowing her daughter had returned, she bought a fresh pork trotter. However, now that her daughter showed signs of a cold, it was best not to eat something so greasy. After going downstairs, she walked along the bumpy road. When she passed by the storefront where she used to own a bookstore, An Ying deliberately slowed her pace and couldn’t help looking inside the opened store. It was being renovated, seemingly rented by someone else. An Ying felt a sense of loss on her face. After adjusting her emotions, she headed towards the largest supermarket on the street, which had plenty of fresh groceries. On Sundays, the streets were crowded. When An Ying arrived at the supermarket, she saw long lines at the checkout counter. She headed straight for the seafood section, bought a fresh fish, and had the staff handle it before lining up to pay. At that moment, she was wearing a light blue down jacket and snow boots, appearing slender and delicate, reminiscent of a girl. What amazed people the most was her stunning beauty, prompting passersby to frequently turn their heads. An Ying was evidently used to the stares from bystanders. When checking out, she slowly lowered her head to avoid others’ gazes. After checking out, An Ying carried her shopping bag and left the supermarket. As she was about to walk back home along the street, a trembling voice reached her ears. Initially, An Ying thought she misheard. But when she took another step, the voice sounded more urgent, "An Ying, can we talk?" An Ying tensed up entirely. There were few people who could call out her name here. She slowly turned around, first seeing a pair of brand-new high heels. Looking upward, the person wore an expensive fur coat. Until she saw the face, a trace of detachment appeared on An Ying’s calm face. Xu Ming’s sister, Xu Hui. "Is there something you need?" An Ying didn’t believe they had anything worth discussing. Especially since they weren’t familiar. "My car is parked by the street. Can we chat inside my car?" Mrs. Su spoke while nervously glancing at the street behind An Ying. "I have nothing to talk about with you." An Ying slightly tightened her grip on the shopping bag. Her already pale face became even paler. Mrs. Su, hearing her words, wasn’t angry. However, seeing An Ying’s face, the hidden resentment quietly surfaced in her heart, and her gaze towards An Ying became complex. "Are you sure?" Mrs. Su glanced at her counterpart. An Ying stood still, unwilling to engage with her. Mrs. Su stared sharply at the woman who appeared unbothered, her gaze becoming increasingly piercing, "An Yin is your daughter, right?" She spoke with great certainty. An Ying’s eyes widened slightly in disbelief as she looked at her, "W-What do you mean?" "My car is parked on the street. Let’s have a chat." After saying this, Mrs. Su turned and walked towards the parked car on the roadside. An Ying stood in place for a few seconds of thought, then followed behind her. Old Hu stood by the car, opening the door in advance. Mrs. Su bent down, got in the car, and sat inside. An Ying glanced once at Old Hu before reluctantly getting into the back seat. Seeing both seated, Old Hu quickly closed the car door. Meanwhile, Old Hu lowered his head swiftly, looking into the distance, where a graceful man stood, casually walking towards this direction. Old Hu lowered his head even more and quickly moved to the driver’s seat. "Madam, we can’t stay parked here for long. Why don’t we move the car a bit further?" Old Hu spoke with a hint of mystery in his eyes directed at Mrs. Su. Mrs. Su, hearing Old Hu’s words, understood his subtle hint. She casually glanced out the car window and, upon seeing the tall and strong figure, her long-dormant heart suddenly throbbed intensely with excitement. The most update n0vels are published on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱 Her tone was excited. With that, the car slowly started. After getting in the car, An Ying felt an unexplainable ache in her heart. She tried to suppress this pain, focused on the moment the other mentioned her daughter. To her, her daughter was her life. The car drove slowly, and at the same time, she could see from the car window a familiar figure by the roadside whenever she turned her head. At this moment, Mrs. Su’s heart also jumped to her throat until the man’s figure outside the window gradually grew distant. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief. "What did you mean by your earlier words?" An Ying tried her best to calm her tone down. Inside the car, the smell of fish pervaded every corner. When Mrs. Su’s gaze landed on the other’s shopping bag, a hint of mockery flickered in her eyes. Once pampered in the past, the woman now lived such a hard life. Mrs. Su adjusted her expression, "Whose daughter is An Yin?" She didn’t answer An Ying’s question. Instead, she put forward a question of her own. An Ying’s eyes flickered, and her eyelashes fluttered incessantly. The panic on her face was impossible to ignore. Although she had already known the answer, seeing the other’s expression made the resentment in Mrs. Su’s heart resurface. She clenched her hand hidden under the bag, her sharp nails nearly piercing into her palm. "Xu Hui, have you been investigating me?" An Ying forced herself to open up, trying to remain calm. It had been long since anyone had addressed her by her name directly. Mrs. Su was momentarily stunned, then responded, "Since I can find out, it’s likely my brother-in-law can too." She emphasized the word brother-in-law. Mrs. Su’s simple statement instantly shattered the strength An Ying had been pretending to have. Though so many years had passed, she thought she’d moved on. But anything related to him, even just a slight stir, could cause her heartache. An Ying’s shoulders slumped, her head drooping dispiritedly as she asked, "Just say whatever you have to say." Since Xu Hui could find her, it couldn’t just be for a few words. An Ying wanted to know the other’s intentions.