You are a rich single mother. Your face still looks young and beautiful, many think you are Bryan's sister and not his mother. Now you are in front of Bryan's school gate to pick him up, you just sigh softly when some students look at you with interested and even trying to hit on you.

You lean against your Lamborghini when Bryan came up to you with his group of friends and chuckled when he saw the other students were attracted to you.

"Hey, Mom!" Bryan and his friends approach you.