Ye Shengge had a good impression of Jing Tong. Although they had only met once, she remembered that Jing Tong was a passionate and energetic girl. He had a round face and was very cute.
Thus, she was dazed for a few seconds when she saw the thin and silent woman.
Jing Tong broke the silence first. She looked up and smiled. "You're right. It's me."
Ye Shengge was rendered speechless.
Although Jing Tong's father had done a lot of evil, Ye Shengge wouldn't take it out on her. Seeing her like this, Ye Shengge couldn't blame her.
However, she still remembered that she was going to act as a woman who had lost her husband, so she pursed her lips and said sarcastically, "It looks like you have suffered a lot these years, Miss Jing."
Jing Tong smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just not used to eating the food overseas, so I've lost weight. At least I don't have to worry about food and clothes. I didn't suffer much… Anyway, sorry."
