Like a lunatic

Although Zi Lingxi tried her best to keep her calm, her unstable tone still revealed her inner emotions.

The woman said,"child, how can this be fake? I am indeed your aunt, but it doesn't matter. Now that you look fine, I think my sister and brother-in-law can be at ease. These things belong to your mother. As her child, I will hand them to you."

Zi Lingxi's lips moved. She wanted to call her aunt, but she found that her throat seemed to be stuck and she couldn't make a sound.