"You have a way to find her?" Her shaky voice betrayed her emotions. She was, after all, a daughter seeking for her mother's recognition.
"Of course, Miss Zheng. I have a way to find her. It is just… I don't understand some of your actions."
"I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Lu," Zheng Yue replied, but she wasn't confused. She could already guess what Lu Feiran wanted to ask.
Lu Feiran sighed and straightened up on his seat, planting both legs back on the floor.
"Miss Zheng knows her real name and her mother's but refused to tell it to the orphanage that took you. You only provided your birthday and showed them the clothes you were wearing and the silver moon pendant in your possession when your mother abandoned you in a public market…
"So I wonder why Miss Zheng refused to talk about her mother when she was younger."
Zhen Yue lowered her eyes. The pain of being abandoned by her own mother still hurt her.