"Mom, I want to know about my biological parents."
Bella Green sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, and asked softly.
Chloe Johnson fell silent for a while, couldn't help letting out a heavy sigh, and sat down beside Bella.
Her gaze rested on the chandelier on the ceiling, its fractured light scattering like she was staring at a past she could never reach.
"They were… really kind, wonderful people, a couple everyone envied. Your mother was very beautiful, and very outstanding. Clearly they were the young lady and young master of two wealthy families, yet just to spare each other's feelings they pretended to be ordinary people."
As she said this, Chloe couldn't help laughing.
"Clumsy and earnest like that, they tried so hard for each other to live the most ordinary life—rice, oil, salt; coarse tea and simple meals—and somehow the two of them found it all deeply satisfying."
Suddenly, the smile at Chloe's lips gradually faded, and her eyes reddened slightly.
