Two years of hard work, three years in a mental hospital, and a rocky comeback—all this is plain for everyone to see.
But all that is in the past now.
Hong Qing felt somewhat relieved, patting Yan Weiyang's hand, "I've been at the orphanage for so many years, and not many could find their biological parents. Someone with such noble status as you is indeed one of a kind, Weiyang, you must cherish the life you have now."
After saying this, she looked at Xia Weibao as if it was nothing, "Miss Xia, have you found your family?"
Xia Weibao shook her head, "No."
"Oh, have you not looked, or you couldn't find them?"
"I haven't looked. Since they didn't want me, why should I find them?"
Hong Qing lowered her head, saying nothing.
No one could read her emotions.
After a moment, she spoke, "I see, not looking is also good. After all these years, it's hard to find them. By the way, have you girls started dating anyone?"
