192. True Love VS Sour grapes

Peninsula Hotel.

A graceful woman in a professional black suit, accompanied by Zya Blake, walks out of the elevator. There are seven or eight bodyguards behind them.

"Zya, when aunt saw you last time, you were so small and still in primary school. I didn't expect that you were a big girl in the blink of an eye."

Zya said with a smile, "Auntie, you have almost no change compared with that year. People who don't know think we are sisters."

"Oh, you a glib tongue! I'm old now. I can't compare with you young girls." Although she knew that Zya was just flattering, Julie still couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.

Zya's mother and Julie used to be alumni. Ever since she married the royal family more than ten years ago, although they don't communicate frequently, they still often contact each other through emails and exchange gifts sometimes.

This time, Julie returned home and stayed in the hotel. Zya's mother was afraid that she would be lonely, so she asked her daughter to accompany her fo