Chapter 127 A man with cap

Two days later

Inside a mansion in Beijing

Viola Harris, a woman who’s about fifty years old, still looked charming and graceful. She looked as if she's still thirty-four. At this moment, she’s walking over the brewed Longjing Tea.

This woman is Colin’s mother.

Viola put down the tea on the wooden table at the balcony, then laid down on the rattan chair nearby to sunbathe.

She poured a cup of tea for herself and a middle-aged man next to her and took a sip,...