A middle-aged woman walked in at the door.

She has ordinary features and ordinary clothes.

But the moment she walked in, the first thing everyone noticed was not her face, but her temperament and aura.

She walked in slowly, with simple movements, revealing a kind of graceful luxury in a leisurely stroll, with a sense of nobility that was shocking and scared to look directly, but also with a hint of strength.

Everyone was frightened by her before they looked at that face.

Even as a cleaner who cleaned the streets for more than ten years, some people were naturally favored by heaven, because even so, her skin was still fair and the crow's feet in the corners of her eyes exposed her age.

Covering three ugliness with white, her fair skin made her extremely ordinary features look outstanding.

But even so, this face is not worthy of her temperament and grandeur.

When she walked in this way, everyone felt her temperament seemed familiar.

Shareholders couldn't help turning their heads to look at Xiao Caibai, only to find that Xiao Caibai's attitude was similar to this woman.

But Xiao Caibai's temperament is too exposed, and this woman is as if the temperament was born in nature, even if it is gentle and leisurely, it can make people feel the nobility.

In front of her, Xiao Caibai's style was directly compared.

Who is this woman?

At the same time, many shareholders came up with the idea.

Zhuang Nina's eyes widened and she looked at this woman who came slowly towards her in disbelief. She was so shocked that the whole brain stopped working for a moment!

Who is this woman?

Isn't this her mother, Zhuang Meiting?

But did n’t you say that mother died?

She pursed her lips, shook her body, widened her eyes, familiar voice and smile, familiar figure, and those clear eyes ... it made her understand that her mother was back!

Mom is back!

What she wanted to say, but at the moment she couldn't open her mouth and rushed forward, but she was afraid that it was just an illusion.

Suddenly her eyes were wet, and her nose was sour, but she couldn't bear blinking, for fear of closing her eyes, the person in front of her would disappear.

If this is an illusion, she really hopes that this illusion can last longer.

She widened her eyes, tears brewed in her eyes, and then fell down the corner of her eyes. She felt that she seemed to forget her breathing at this moment, and then she saw the familiar person and walked to her step by step.

She reached out her hand, a soft but cocooned hot hand, and took her hand.

She gave Nana a warm smile, and then she turned her head and looked at Xiao Qi, "Dad, I'm back."

At the scene, the person who was more excited than Zhuang Nina was Xiao Qi.

He was stern, without saying a word, without an expression, but there was even a layer of mist in those murky old eyes.

He must look at the woman in front of him, this is not the face of his daughter in memory, a completely different face, but let him know that this is Xiao Muqing.

He couldn't help himself in excitement, holding the crutches firmly.

His granddaughter knew him, and he was happy, but after all, Xiao Muqing was the daughter he had grown up watching, the only daughter of his life.