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It seems Yali and Macy are here to find Uncle Dao, or perhaps their real father.
"Right here?"
Yali craned her head to look inside and found it somewhat dark and chilly, also quite dilapidated.
"Yes."
Macy nodded, her gaze falling on Huang Wanrong, noticing that she looked very much like Mai Xiaomai, just one is a younger version and the other an older version.
Strangely, this older version of Mai Xiaomai was wearing such a beautiful wedding dress, making her appear a bit odd.
"Who is she?"
Yali also noticed the resemblance between Huang Wanrong and Mai Xiaomai and asked.
"My mom."
Mai Xiaomai didn't hide it and answered honestly.
"Your mom doesn't look like this, does she?"
Yali was quite familiar with Mai Jia's parents.
"This is my biological mom; the ones you know are my adoptive parents."
"Oh, I see."
Yali nodded slightly, didn't ask more, and stepped inside the ancestral hall with Macy.
"How could anyone live here?"
