Mrs. Wei looked at her daughter, harboring many doubts in her heart. Not long ago, at Dongshan Villa, when she asked if she had given birth to a pair of twin girls, it must have been the girl she met this afternoon—she said her name was Wei Anning.
Then during this time, the one who had been in Beicheng was not Anjing, but her.
That's why she had been so cold to her, even unwilling to get close. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never believe they could look exactly the same, as though cloned from one another.
"Anjing, was it her who went back to Beicheng with Leng Youchen?" Mrs. Wei asked her daughter.
Wei Anjing furrowed her eyebrows. "Yes, it was her."
"You didn't go to Aisha Island, she went in your place?" Mrs. Wei asked again.
Wei Anjing was getting impatient. "Leng Youchen hates me so much; the burns on my leg were caused by him. If I went to Aisha Island, you would never see me again in this lifetime."
