Zhuang Rouhui seemed not to notice Li Ruyu's emotions, her hands excitedly gripping her son's shoulders, shaking them incessantly.
"You really do know, don't you? How did you find her? When did you find out?"
Li Ruyu was like a puppet, expressionlessly being shaken back and forth.
Zhuang Rouhui grew impatient, "Speak up, speak quickly!"
"Say what?"
"One of the matched individuals is Ruyun, right? Who's the other? Tell your mother."
Li Ruyu stared straight at Zhuang Rouhui, a gaze that made her very uncomfortable.
"What's with those eyes?"
Li Ruyu pushed his mother away with his hand and numbly sat back down in the chair.
"Why do you want to know? After all these years, you never thought of finding her, did you?"
Zhuang Rouhui didn't understand how her usually timid and obedient son had suddenly blurted out such words; she was immediately frantic.
"It's different now, I must find her."
