Yu Qinglan was stunned.
The woman, who was nearly fifty years old, still looked charming after twenty years of pampering. At this moment, worry lingered between her brows, and her eyes were filled with confusion, as if she did not understand why Chen Yuheng would suddenly say such a thing.
Chen Yuheng suddenly felt bored when he saw her confused look.
It was very boring.
No matter how much he said to her, it would be a waste of time because she would never understand…He always felt that he was the one who sacrificed the most, the most innocent and pitiful.
Just like back then, what could an eight or nine-year-old girl understand? It was just that she suddenly found out that she had a beautiful brother and felt that it was fresh. At that time, Chen Yuheng was only twelve or thirteen years old and was so handsome that it was hard to tell whether he was male or female. Shen Xinran liked him only because she liked beautiful things.