Behind her, the sound from the banquet hall kept coming.
Beside her, she heard the sound of doors closing.
One after another.
Jiang Muwan stood in the cold wind, completely chilled. The anger she once felt had vanished, leaving only shock and disbelief.
Although he had fantasized about various possibilities between his mother and the President, he never imagined reality would come so quickly.
When the thoughts and contemplations of the past get validated, everything becomes awkward and hard to accept.
The cold wind indeed brings calmness, but nothing is more calming than the scene before her.
Jiang Muwan could tell from their brief conversation that their relationship was far from ordinary.
And that extraordinary bond was not something that could be explained with a few words.
Especially the last sentence.
[I want to see how good a daughter from a heartless woman like you can be]
