Returning to the Provincial City, it was just dawn the next day when He Jingtian led his real mother out of the train station and found a small diner by the roadside for some breakfast.
Although she heard her son promise not to abandon her, Mrs. He couldn't help but feel scared in such an unfamiliar environment.
She clung to the corner of He Jingtian's clothes with one hand while stuffing a bun into her mouth with the other, her unusual behavior drawing glances from the surrounding diners.
In fact, if Mrs. He wasn't so jittery, and her eyes weren't so evasive, she would appear almost like a normal person.
In fact, after being carefully groomed by He Jingtian, Mrs. He finally revealed her fair, delicate face, making her look much better than an average middle-aged woman.
But, the problem was she couldn't control certain reactions, and upon closer inspection, one could tell her mind wasn't quite right.
