Gu Xiaoer listened to the man's serious voice, the water splashing on the ground making a clattering sound.
The girl felt her heart skip a beat, "What's the matter?"
The two people under the showerhead both stopped moving, quietly listening only to the sound of the water, but tacitly refraining from turning it off, letting it wash over them as if standing in a downpour.
It seemed that only in such a situation would the man be willing to reveal his heart.
"My mother is named Han Xiqing, she is the true heir of the Han Family," Han Luoli said calmly.
"Your mother?!"
The sound of Han Luoli's voice echoed in the bathroom, and Gu Xiaoer found it hard to process. Her mind was a bit overwhelmed. Her father also had the surname Han, her mother also had the surname Han, and Da Luoluo's mother was the real heir.
What a complex relationship!
"My father was adopted by my grandparents because they only had one daughter—my mother," Han Luoli explained.
