Zhang Xiaoxiao murmured softly, "Could it be the mother of Lin Jie and Miaomiao? The age matches, but the appearance is completely different from what I remember."
"Could it be cosmetic surgery?"
Zhang Xiaoxiao muttered to herself again, "It shouldn't be, doesn't make sense to have surgery to make oneself look worse."
"Lin Jie's mother doesn't need cosmetic surgery either..."
At this moment, she saw Lin Jie beckoning, and immediately went forward with Yao Henan.
Lin Jie slowly opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoxiao, Nannan, I know you're confused about why I've suddenly come to this suburban cemetery in Los Angeles to sweep graves and lay flowers for strangers I've never met."
He reached out to caress the tombstone and explained, "This lady, Shen Lanruo, was a renowned cardiac surgery expert at the Mayo Clinic."
"Actually, she was also my mentor."
"A mentor?" Zhang Xiaoxiao felt a bit incredulous.
Lin Jie solemnly said, "Yes, Dr. Shen Lanruo was indeed my mentor."
