Bab 545: The Fate Of My Happiness Is In Your Hands

There was no reaction in Long Yang's eyes when Ling Lihua revealed her face.

He had seen her a long time ago when he was young.

The mature Ling Lihua may be robust with feminine charms in the eyes of others, but not to him.

In his eyes, only Weiwei's beauty was incomparable. Her beauty was not the glamorous type, nor was it overtly ravishing. He thought her beauty had a perfect balance.

He preferred Weiwei's quietly alluring loveliness.

When Lu Liangwei saw how everyone acted as if their souls were hooked when they saw her mother, she found it amusing, yet at the same time, felt right to her.

This was her mother, and she was absolutely gorgeous.

Even though Lu Liangwei was a woman, she could not help but feel moved by her mother's beauty. It was no wonder that her father had never forgotten her mother even though it had been more than ten years.