In the black sedan outside the banquet, Yun Qiluo and Yun Su sat together in the back seat, while the driver drove at a leisurely pace.
It wasn't until the car had been moving for a while that Yun Qiluo realized, somewhat dazed, how she ended up getting into the car with her.
She glanced at the beautiful woman beside her, feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness.
She sincerely expressed her gratitude: "Thank you for helping me in there just now."
Although she could have handled it herself, there was no way she would have been left behind tonight.
Nonetheless, Yun Qiluo was very grateful for the way she had protected her.
"No need to thank me, not at all... it's only right." Yun Su, who was calm and composed earlier outside, seemed slightly excited now and still gripped her hand tightly.
Her gaze was fixed on her, involuntarily sparkling with a hint of moisture.
This was her daughter, lost for more than ten years.
