The woman was initially taken aback, but then she stood up and wiped the tears from her face before slowly beginning to speak, "Hello, I am Ding Siyu."
Her voice was gentle, as if it could wring out water.
Ding Siyu.
A very familiar name. She had not mentioned which three characters it was, but Chu Jin's mind had already conjured the correct three characters.
The woman before her even gave Chu Jin a very familiar feeling, very affable, like an old friend crossing through time and space to meet.
But Chu Jin did not find any information related to Ding Siyu in her memories.
Clearly, the original owner had not met Ding Siyu before.
Yet, judging by Ding Siyu's reaction, she obviously knew Zhao Yan and also the real Chu Jin.
Ding Siyu seemed to notice Chu Jin's confusion and continued, "You are Zhao Yan Auntie's daughter, Chu Jin, right?"
Chu Jin nodded slightly, her polite smile shallow, "I am Chu Jin, thank you for coming to see my mother."