Su Mian shook her head, "I'm not clear on that."
"But I've occasionally heard your father mention that your mother passed away early when you were two years old. I only know your mother's name, I remember it's Ya, Ya Man, yes, that's right, Ya Man."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ting felt as though she had been struck by lightning, her whole body went stiff.
The crazy woman hadn't lied to her?
Seeing Lu Ting's awful complexion, Su Mian asked her with concern, "Tingting, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, nothing's wrong, I'm completely fine!"
Lu Ting's hands and feet were cold, fearing that Su Mian might notice something, she hastily said, "Mom, I still have homework to do, I'm going upstairs first."
She was in total chaos right now; she did not want to suddenly have an unknown birth mother appear.
No one was going to disrupt her current life.
As Lu Ting was going upstairs, she encountered Qiao Yun, looking at her with a lazy expression, seemingly harmless and innocent.