Yue Yun curled her lips and said nothing.
Yun Lintian took out the paintings of Yue Lan and Yue Hong and said, "What is your relationship with them?... Come to think of it, you do look similar to them."
Yun Lintian hadn't actually noticed the similarity between Yue Yun and Hongyue at first. It wasn't until recently that he began to take notice. They also had similar personalities somehow.
Yue Yun remained silent as she stared at the paintings. There was a trace of sorrow and pain in the depths of her eyes.
Yun Lintian noticed this and asked, "Are you their descendant?... Well, you must be."
"Yes," Yue Yun admitted, which surprised Yun Lintian slightly. "She is my mother." She pointed at Yue Hong.
"I see. So, she is your godmother," Yun Lintian nodded slightly as he pointed at Yue Lan.
Yue Yun's expression turned complicated as she responded in a low voice, "Mhm. Ignorance is bliss indeed."