After all, Mo Shu is too young, and although Nolan Mingyu is well-maintained, traces of time are still faintly visible.
Like Sha Ling.
But Sha Ling has been dead for so many years, yet Nolan Mingyu immediately introduced herself as a French person, with that authentic Parisian accent that is difficult to mimic.
Nolan Mingyu smiled gently, "Yes, I was fortunate enough to meet Princess Mo last time. She does bear some resemblance, but Princess Mo is younger and more energetic, truly enviable."
Nolan Mingyu's demeanor was so candid that Xing Mengzheng also smiled, "You're very beautiful too, especially your eyes, they're gorgeous."
"Thank you, how is Princess Mo doing now?"
"Everything is normal for the time being," Mo Jiantao quickly interjected, "Women, childbirth is like this."
Nolan Mingyu's face remained gentle, but her sidelong glance gained a subtle nuance for a fleeting moment, then quickly shifted away.
