At this moment, a group of women clad in white mourning attire, exuding an aura of grace, walked into the mourning hall from behind, among them was Xiao Xun.
"My mother is here."
Qian Chengxue let out a slight sigh of relief, she was indeed worried that her mother might not come out.
"Which one?"
Su Mo asked curiously.
"Come, I'll take you over. Remember, you must be on your best behavior."
Qian Chengxue hurriedly led Su Mo towards Xiao Xun, reminding Su Mo along the way. As long as she got past her mother, she would have no more worries.
"Alright, alright!"
Su Mo replied with a smile.
As they approached, Su Mo saw Xiao Xun, her eyes widened. Wasn't that the woman she had seen before? Could she really be Qian Chengxue's mother?
"Mother."
Qian Chengxue stepped forward and respectfully called out.
Xiao Xun looked at the approaching Su Mo and Qian Chengxue, showing no surprise, her gaze remained indifferent as she replied coldly.
"What is it?"
