Looking back, a middle-aged woman stood at the entrance of the backyard, her face full of surprise. It was unclear how long she had been watching.
But as soon as she clearly saw Shi Mei's features, the surprise on her face disappeared in an instant.
The smile froze on her face, and facing the glances of the few people around her, she forced a somewhat awkward smile and apologized, "I'm sorry, I... I mistook you for someone else."
Jian Yun's gaze rested on Shi Mei, her eyes slightly red. Looking into Shi Mei's eyes, there was a faint disappointment, but her lips still carried a very polite smile, elegant and gentle.
Jian Yun was tall, standing at one meter seventy.
But these past few years, she seemed to have lost quite a bit of weight, making her clothes appear unable to fit properly, her cheeks gaunt. Perhaps it was due to regular sleep deprivation, her eyes were slightly yellowed, with visible blood vessels. The unmistakable traces of time could not be hidden on her face.
