Twenty years ago, the turmoil in the Leaangle Family was widely talked about.
But over the years, few people mention it anymore.
Not all residents of the City of the World know the reason for Su Wen's coma.
The manager noticed the similarity in the girl's and woman's features and commented.
If it's not the eldest daughter of the Leaangle Family, who else would Su Wen personally bring here to make clothes?
This statement hit the soul directly.
It was like a giant bronze bell ringing in the ears, even Su Wen was shaken to her core.
She was momentarily stunned, and tears suddenly fell.
Ying Zijin's eyes trembled.
The manager was even more startled: "Madam?"
Did he say something wrong?
"Sir, Aunt is not my mother." Ying Zijin supported Su Wen and explained, "The eldest daughter passed away many years ago, hearing such words naturally makes Aunt very sad."
The manager's expression changed, and he suddenly knelt down, his voice panicked: "Madam, I misspoke, please punish me!"
