Lu Rong?!

Xu Yao, no longer bothering to feign weakness, immediately raised her head to look at the woman approaching her.

It's her!

This is her biological mother!

She dressed in a very urban style, with curly hair and fashionable clothes.

She must be forty years old this year, but she looks like she's in her early thirties.

She is very beautiful.

Xu Yao's eyes fell on Lu Rong and didn't look away for a moment.

Lu Rong smiled warmly, "Oh, what a pitiful child, are you alright?"

Yuan Li said, "It's probably anemia caused by malnutrition; her face looks a bit pale. Young lady, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Xu Yao has very fair skin.

She hadn't expected that her fair skin would be mistaken for pale, but now she naturally hoped that the other person would misunderstand her.

"Thank you, I... I don't need to go to the hospital. Excuse me, ma'am, are you Lu Rong?"

Lu Rong looked Xu Yao over and said, "Yes."

Xu Yao's face became agitated, "You, you... I, I..."

Just then, a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old ran over. "Mom, you're here! I've been looking for you everywhere. Aunt Yuan, Brother Qiao Song, how's the shopping going?"

The girl was bright and beautiful. Although she was wearing a school uniform, her skin was fair and delicate, and she looked like a city girl.

She hugged Lu Rong's arm, and Lu Rong patted her arm affectionately, "We've bought everything, what about yours?"

The girl said sweetly, "I've bought mine too. Let's go then."

Lu Rong said, "Your Aunt Yuan noticed that this lady was feeling unwell and wanted to help her."

The girl turned to look at Xu Yao, the older girl, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with this older sister?"

The girl blinked her big eyes, her face full of innocence and enthusiasm, and Xu Yao never got a chance to utter the words she was about to say.

Just now, a thought flashed through Xu Yao's mind.