"I am Nianhua's biological mother, Fang Yue." Fang Yue wasn't pleased, but she still remembered Gu Hai's words from earlier today—she absolutely had to make Xu Nianhua feel at home. She sized up Pei Yicheng and asked, "Where do you work?"
"Ningbei Architectural Institute." Pei Yicheng answered, and while Fang Yue was sizing him up, he was also sizing up Fang Yue. Whether it was a preconceived notion or not, Pei Yicheng felt that Xu Nianhua didn't look the slightest bit like Fang Yue.
The gentleness in Xu Nianhua came out unconsciously, showing through her brows and eyes.
But Fang Yue?
It was all an act.
Pei Yicheng wasn't old, but he was very perceptive when it came to people. Not just Fang Yue—there was Gu Mingzhu too. Gu Mingzhu's act was even better than Fang Yue's, but his gut told him that both Gu Mingzhu and Fang Yue were faking it.
