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Soon after, Gao Wen realized the young woman was not her daughter, Ye Xin. The young woman was

Song Ning, the Young Madam of the Mu family. Song Ning and Ye Xin resembled each other greatly;

they were half-sisters after all.

Gao Wen felt as though an invisible knife had stabbed her heart at this moment. They were half-sisters,

but their fates were vastly different.

Song Ning was already the pampered Young Madam of the Mu family. Everyone envied her fortune.

However, what about her daughter, Ye Xin? Her daughter was currently locked up in a mental hospital.

Thinking about this, it felt as though the invisible knife that had stabbed her heart was twisted.

After a brief moment, Gao Wen forced a smile on her face and said, “Young Madam, you’ve only given

birth a few months ago, but you seem to have become even more beautiful. Old Madam, you’re really

blessed.”

Meanwhile, Ye Xin, who was standing behind Jiang Jin, stared at her mother. Her heart was filled with

mixed feelings. She was still ‘locked up’ in the mental hospital, and yet, her mother had the mood to

come shopping. She wondered if her mother even cared about her. Her mother kept telling her that she

was the most important person, but contrary to her mother’s words, her mother only watched as she Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

was locked up in the mental hospital. She was locked up for months, but her mother did not visit her

nor did her mother think of a way to get her out of the hospital. How could her biological mother act like

that?

With all these thoughts in mind, Ye Xin asked coldly, “Why is Madam Ye here alone? Did your daughter

not come with you?”

The smile on Gao Wen’s face froze immediately.

Jiang Jin hurriedly pulled Ye Xin’s hand and said, “Ningning, how can you speak like that? It’s not like

you’re unaware that Ye Xin made a mistake and is mentally unstable due to her stimulated emotions.

She’s still in the hospital. Your words are like knives that stabbed Madam Ye’s heart…”

Then, Jiang Jin stepped forward and held Gao Wen’s arm. “Madam Ye, don’t mind her. Young people

don’t think before they speak. I’ll speak to her again when we’re home.”

Gao Wen forced a smile on her face again.