Different From Imagination

"But you said that Lin Huizhen isn't your biological mother?"

Qiao Anxin was stunned. She looked up and saw Madam Bai's sharp gaze. A cold sweat broke out on her back.

She stammered, "I-It's true that she's not my biological mother. I heard from my adoptive father that he was afraid that his boss's enemies would find me, so he sent me out to raise me.

"I'm actually a year older than I am now. I was a year younger back then because I was worried that my enemies would come looking for me."

Qiao Anxin heaved a sigh of relief.

She felt like she'd just escaped death.

Thankfully, she and Shen Rou had already guessed what Madam Bai would ask, so they had already thought of a response.

But even so, she was still nervous.

Initially, Qiao Anxin thought that Madam Bai might be a fool from a rich family.

But now, she had completely changed her mind.

She was too careless.