Jiang Ruolan had lost her thought once she heard the word 'illegitimate daughter'. She raised her head and looked at the probing look in Senior Zhou's eyes. Suddenly, she remembered her mother's name.
Zhou Qingling.
There can not be so many coincidences in this world. Jiang Ruolan didn't think much of her mother's surname, but when Senior Zhou asked this question, she had no choice but to think about it. Her eyes stared at Senior Zhou's face, which was as dignified as ever.
Jiang Ruolan's appearance was very similar to her mother's. She always looked at herself in the mirror and compared herself to her mother's photo when she was young. To hear Senior Zhou asked this question directly, it was as if he was sure who her mother was.
Jiang Ruolan pondered for a moment, then chuckled. "Senior Zhou, from your tone, you seem to know my mother?"
