With delicate skin, cute cheeks that were narrow yet carried a hint of baby fat, shiny black hair, large eyes above a lovely nose, and cherry-red lips with a hint of pink, Qin Yue's reflection displayed a youthful and attractive appearance.
It was clearly the beautiful appearance of her when she was young.
"How… how could this be…?"
Qin Yue stood in front of the mirror, her mouth agape, struggling to form a coherent sentence for almost half a minute.
Naturally, she recognized her younger self. Despite losing all her photos from her youth in a house fire seven years ago, she had always preserved her younger self's appearance in her memory, fearing she might forget it one day.
However, the current situation in front of her was just too unbelievable.
"I… I must be… I must be dreaming, right…?"
Qin Yue took a deep breath, raised her hand, and pinched the back of her other hand hard, feeling a sharp, intense pain.
"I'm not dreaming… I'm not dreaming…"
"I… I've actually become younger!"
Qin Yue suddenly became excited, running her hands over her face several times to make sure there was nothing wrong with her youthful appearance.
After calming herself down a bit, she slowly removed the bathrobe she was wearing.
Like her face, Qin Yue's body had also transformed into her youthful form: slender waist, flat abdomen, long and slim legs, and almost perfect breasts.
Her curves could only be described as stunningly hot!
"Little Fan!"
Excited and eager to share the news with someone else, Qin Yue immediately called out Chen Yifan's name.
"Little Fan!" Qin Yue wrapped herself in the bathrobe, continued calling out to her son, and opened the door to step out of the bathroom. She then hurried towards Chen Yifan's room.
Outside the room, she reached for the door handle before he could respond.
Despite reminding him to knock before entering the bathroom, her excitement got the better of her, and she turned the handle, pushing the door open.
Chen Yifan was sitting on the edge of the bed playing with his phone when the door suddenly swung open, startling him.
As he looked up and saw Qin Yue rushing into the room, his expression changed even more.
"Who are you?!"
He shouted at her, instinctively standing up.
"It's me, Little Fan, it's Mom!"
Qin Yue smiled and spoke, but upon hearing her words, Chen Yifan was taken aback.
He furrowed his brow and stared blankly at her.
"Little Fan, you should be able to recognize me, right?"
With a beaming smile, Qin Yue paused for a moment while speaking. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice to prevent it from trembling.
"You should be able to recognize me, right? This is how Mom looked when she was young."