After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Yang Tao remained silent, watching the scene unfold. She had asked Er Ya and learned that Er Ya's father had remarried, abandoned her and her sister, and never returned to their hometown. As for her mother, she hadn't gone back after the divorce and had lost contact with her ever since.

After sizing up Wu Yun, Qiu Yu determined that he posed no threat and continued eating and drinking.

Dongchan stopped eating, her emotionless eyes fixed on Wu Yun. Even though Wu Yun seemed harmless, as an assassin, she was habitually cautious, just in case.

Wu Yun's eyes darted back and forth between Er Ya and Zhang Ran. "How did you end up on the ship? The tickets cost tens of thousands each. Where did you get the money?"

Zhang Ran and her group certainly didn't look like rich people. In the dead of winter, Zhang Ran and Er Ya wrapped themselves up like bears. They had suffered from hunger and cold since childhood, and now that they were grown up, they only cared about keeping warm and didn't care about fashion at all.

They were both wearing the same style of thick cotton-padded coats but different colors, layering them up three times over, as if afraid of getting cold.

Although Yang Tao was wearing a fitted designer dress, the color she chose was a dull gray.

To better protect Zhang Ran, Dongchan and Qiuyu wore sportswear with sweaters underneath, making them look like ordinary people.

Their attire was noticeably different from that of other fashionable tourists, which explained why Wu Yun suspected they couldn't afford boat tickets.

Er Ya looked at her mother with complicated emotions. She opened her mouth, wanting to say that her mother now owned a clothing store, was a big boss, and had money, but when she thought of the past, she couldn't open her mouth and didn't want to tell her a single word.

"My hometown is being demolished," Zhang Ran suddenly explained to Wu Yun. "The boat ticket is only a few tens of thousands of yuan, which I can afford."

Demolition compensation? Wu Yun often heard stories of people becoming rich overnight from demolition compensation. She looked at Er Ya and Zhang Ran again and smiled kindly: "Which room do you live in? I'll come find you after get off work."

"Which room are you staying in? It's the same if we come to find you." Zhang Ran smiled and spoke up before Er Ya again.

"I live in room 204," Wu Yun explained in detail. "I get off work at six o'clock. Come to my room to find me."

Zhang Ran nodded with a smile.

Wu Yun's gaze fell on Er Ya. "Do you have a cell phone?"

Er Ya blankly took out her phone, which she had accidentally broken.

Seeing that her daughter's phone had a cracked screen, Wu Yun proudly took out her brand-new phone and exchanged numbers. "How can you use a phone that's broken? Come to my room later, I'll give you a new one."

Er Ya remained silent.

Wu Yun put away her phone, looked up and smiled at Yang Tao and the others: "The food on the ship is free, you can eat as you please, I'll go and get back to work."

Yang Tao quickly nodded to her, after all, the other party was Er Ya's biological mother.

Wu Yun went to the next table to continue tidying up.

Er Ya stole glances at her mother's retreating figure as she worked, her good mood completely ruined, and she lost all appetite. She thought she would never see her mother again in this life, but she never expected to run into her again. What if her mother found out that her father hadn't remarried but had been missing for many years? Would she suspect her and her sister?

Zhang Ran saw right through her thoughts and stood up, saying, "We've eaten enough, let's go somewhere else."

Er Ya followed immediately, quickly leaving without ever looking back. She was past the age of needing maternal love, and no longer needed the role of a mother in her life.

Wu Yun stopped wiping the table, watched their figures disappear outside the shop, and then lowered her head to continue tidying up.

After finishing my work, I quickly went into the restroom and closed the stall door.