"Aunt Zera, who is that woman?" Yuan asked curiously as they walked hand in hand toward his room, his small fingers wrapped tightly around hers. His voice was soft, but filled with wonder, eyes still lingering on the unfamiliar figure they had passed moments ago.
"I'm not so sure who she is," Zera replied thoughtfully. "But judging by her features, she might be from your father's side of the family."
"Then… is she my aunt?" Yuan asked again, tilting his head slightly, his brows furrowed in innocent confusion.
"Maybe," Zera said with a small shrug.
Even though she didn't sound certain, Yuan felt something stir inside him. There was a quiet intuition, a sense that Chen Ling might know something about his father. Determined to uncover the truth, he made up his mind to approach her. If she truly held the answers, then perhaps he could finally confirm whether Chen Zoe was indeed his father
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