The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

An Xin had no choice but to open the gift box.

Inside lay an exquisite perfume bottle with a classic design.

The words engraved on it are: Blues 96.

It wasn't a particularly expensive gift, but An Xin almost dropped the gift box.

Su Ran pretended not to notice and continued, "I found this perfume bottle among my mother's belongings, but it was so old that the perfume inside had all evaporated. I think she must have really liked it, otherwise why would she have locked the empty perfume bottle in a box? So I searched for a long time at the perfume museum before I found the exact same perfume."

An Xin said calmly, "Yes, that was the first time your mother used perfume, and it was a gift for her."

"Oh, really? Then she must really cherish you as a friend."

"Yes, we were very close back then."

She seemed unwilling to continue the topic and pulled Su Ran inside.

As we walked, I said, “Knowing you were coming, I had a lot of dishes prepared. I didn’t know what kind of food you liked. I’ve been living abroad for so many years and haven’t had authentic Chinese food in a long time. Today, I’ll let you taste our chef’s skills to see if they’ve declined.”

"Thank you auntie."

An Yecheng pulled out a chair and sat down.

An Xin across from her began to scrutinize Su Ran closely.

The more I looked at her, the more I was awestruck by her beauty.

She glanced at her son without making a sound, and saw him ladling a bowl of chicken soup in front of Su Ran, saying, "This is a free-range chicken raised in our garden. It tastes very delicious. You should try it."

After saying that, he even offered her a spoon.

Unfortunately, the host hadn't started eating yet, so Su Ran simply thanked them faintly with her spoon, without touching the soup bowl at all.

An Xin admired her in her heart. Unlike the usual spoiled girls who were loud and boisterous, she was from the countryside but still knew a bit of manners, which she probably learned after coming to the city.

But if she were to marry her own son...

"Auntie, when did you meet my mom?" Su Ran asked first.

“Oh, that was a long time ago. You weren’t even born yet. Your mother had just come from Xiaojiang Village. Since she was unfamiliar with the place, I took her around for a while.”

"How did my mom and dad meet?"

“Back then, your mother wanted to enter the entertainment industry as a singer, and that’s how she met Shi Zheng, who was a screenwriter at the time. Over time, they developed feelings for each other.” An Xin took a sip of soup.

"We've been here for so long, where is Uncle?" Su Ran asked, referring to An Yecheng's father.

An Xin's expression changed.

Seeing this, An Yecheng quickly said, "My father passed away ten years ago."

"I'm sorry, I was presumptuous." Su Ran lowered her head.

An Xin smiled and said, "It's alright. We've never talked about Ye Cheng's father to anyone else. Now that you've brought it up, I don't feel sad anymore, just regretful."

Su Ran had previously used the system to investigate An Xin.

Her surname is An, and she is the adopted daughter of the An family.

An Yecheng's father, An Mu, was the sole heir of the An family at the time.

Later, he married An Xin, and they had their only son, An Yecheng. He passed away from illness a few years later.

Why would Su Ran bring up An Mu at the dinner table when she already knew he was dead? She had ulterior motives.

She wanted to know what An Xin's attitude was towards her mother, Su Qinya.

If they were truly close best friends, why did her mother never mention her, let alone visit her even once in the more than ten years after her mother's death?

But if the relationship was so bad, why would there be an admission notice from Qingcheng Conservatory of Music?

Among those belongings, besides the letters exchanged with An Xin, there was also a man with the pen name Mu Guang. The bottle of perfume was a gift from him to his mother.

When she learned that An Yecheng's father was named An Mu, she wondered if An Mu might be her mother's first love.

They expressed their feelings for each other on letter paper, and discussed the future, dreams, and life together... just like a couple deeply in love.

Why did An Mu marry An Xin, while she ended up with that trashy man, Shi Zheng?

Actually, these were all her mother's private matters, and they were from a long time ago. Even the system could no longer find any records of them, so she didn't want to pursue the matter.

But it wasn't until she received a birthday gift from An Xin—a set of silver tableware—that she found herself in a different situation.

When she was little, she asked her mother why she used silver, and her mother said it was because porcelain would break.

In her letter to Mu Guang, she wrote: "I want to buy a whole set of Jingdezhen porcelain tableware and put it in the cabinet. It will look so beautiful."

My mother likes porcelain, and using silver tableware is clearly a way of resisting certain things.

But why couldn't Anxin give anything else? Why did she have to give this one?

It seemed like it was intentional.

She couldn't figure out Anxin's thoughts, and wasn't sure whether the role she played in her mother's life was good or bad.

So she gave her a bottle of classic perfume, wanting to know how she would respond.

She said the perfume was a gift for her mother.

It is clear.

She lied.