In the luxury shop, Lina was still awaiting Ling Tianya's reply. She had just asked Ling Tianya about her mother, but Ling Tianya's mood suddenly turned sour.
At the sight of Ling Tianya's current state, Lina felt somewhat helpless. "Did I ask something I shouldn't have?"
Ling Tianya shook her head. "No, I just don't really know how to answer your question. Things are complicated between my mother and me."
Ling Tianya truthfully didn't know how to answer Lina's question. The topic regarding her mother, to Ling Tianya, was a long story to share and was a topic she was tired of.
"Strictly speaking, I don't know who my mother is," Ling Tianya said impassively, passing on the shirt in her hands to the salesgirl. "Please help me wrap this up."
"Sure!" the salesgirl said cheerfully, retrieving the shirt.
"You don't know who your mother is?" Lina's expression turned blank, feeling something within her getting stirred up. "What do you mean?"