Tang Xi nodded vaguely with a smile, as if to gloss over the matter.
She rarely mentioned her private life at the company.
Suddenly, someone called her name, to be precise, someone called "Dr. Tang."
This title really felt like waking from a dream.
"Oh my, it really is you, Dr. Tang." A middle-aged woman, accompanied by a girl, came over. The woman smiled at Tang Xi, "I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me and I was seeing the wrong person. Dr. Tang, you are still so young and beautiful." She patted the girl's shoulder, "This is my daughter Taotao. Four or five years ago, she was in a car accident, and it was you, Dr. Tang, who saved us. I've always remembered that."
"Hurry, Taotao, call her... Tang Auntie, um, call her sister."
The girl, wearing a middle school uniform, gently called Tang Xi 'sister.'