She could have easily passed off as Daya’s sister.

Plus, her temperament was good!

Having his hands held by her smooth jade-like hands and being called ‘son-in-law,’ as well her self-reference as his mother, Alex felt himself go rigid.

“A-Aunt, don’t hesitate to tell me anything,” Alex said, slightly tongue-tied.

“Why are you still calling me Aunt? The daughter that I’ve raised with so much hard work will give birth to your child. Doesn’t that sound a little estranged? How about you call me