Not long after, Mrs. Xu returned as expected and warmly took Song Weiyi's hand upon seeing her in her own home.
"When did you get here? Why didn't you tell me? If I had known, I would've come back sooner."
At this point, Song Weiyi became certain that Mrs. Xu really didn't know anything.
She shook her head with a wry smile, "I just got here. I didn't expect you to be back already."
Song Weiyi's gaze couldn't help but stealthily size up the Mrs. Xu before her.
A flicker of suspicion and hesitation arose in her heart.
Could it really be possible that this was her mother's mother?
One was far away in the homeland, the other had come to America decades ago; the gap between them made Song Weiyi uncertain.
But then again, Xu Zijin had said that the Xu Family had lost a daughter once.
Considering Mrs. Xu's resemblance to her mother when she was younger, Song Weiyi felt that this possibility seemed greater.
She needed to find an opportunity to confirm it properly.
