"My dear daughter, have you really set your heart on this man?"
In Xia Yubing's estate, inside an archery range.
A beautiful matron clad in professional archery gear narrows one eye slightly and lifts her bow to aim at a distant target.
Her features bear a resemblance to Xia Yubing but carry a more mature charm, her carefully maintained face is devoid of any wrinkles.
This beautiful woman is Xia Yubing's mother, Zhong Shuyu.
But looking so young, she seems more like a sister than a mother when standing next to Xia Yubing.
Her fingers elegantly twist, releasing an arrow that hits the target, scoring nine points.
Xia Yubing also raises her bow, aiming at the target, "Mom, I think I've said it many times already."
She squints one eye and tilts her head, looking mischievously at the bullseye, "Your daughter can't settle for anyone else but him."
"My dear daughter, are you complaining about your nagging mother?"
"A little bit."
