Chapter 8 - 3. In the office, Lady Ye_2
Yan Huan understood the reasoning, but he was still unclear about what the other party meant by calling herself his "mother."
"Um, Lady Ye, hello... But, have we met before?"
Ye Lan covered her mouth with her hand and wiped the corner of her eye while quickly walking towards Yan Huan, preparing to say something else.
But as her throat tightened, the words she was about to say turned into sobs.
Unable to hold back any longer, she stretched out her arms and embraced Yan Huan, pulling him into her embrace.
Feeling the soft warmth pressing close, Yan Huan stiffened, almost jumping away, and even began to suspect whether the other person had some kind of modifier that needed close proximity to trigger.
Just as he was about to react, the trembling voice of Ye Lan reached his ears,
"I'm sorry... Wu wu, you look so much like your mother... Wu wu wu..."
"...Mother?"
Yan Huan was slightly startled, his movements relaxed slightly, but he still dared not move.
After a moment, Ye Lan finally managed to compose herself somewhat, and holding onto Yan Huan's shoulders, she stepped back a bit, her eyes reddened as she looked at him,