However, while surface differences are easy to change, the cultivation that accumulates over time is not something that can be altered overnight.
Yu Siqiao saw Xing Mengzheng and called out, "Mom."
Mo Shu, now seeing Xing Mengzheng with his own eyes, was somewhat dazzled.
Indeed, Xing Mengzheng was very beautiful. Nearing fifty, she still carried herself with grace, a slender figure, and that face— one could tell right away that Yu Siqiao was her biological son, their eyes identical to each other.
The difference was that Yu Siqiao's appearance was very aggressive—his gaze piercing when he looked at others, emanating an outbound sharpness.
In contrast, Xing Mengzheng appeared much more reserved, yet still strikingly beautiful.
It didn't take long for Mo Shu to call out, "Aunt Yu."
Aunt Yu?
Xing Mengzheng, upon hearing this title, was surprised once again.
Previously, Mo Shu had been calling her "future mother-in-law."
