Ye Yingsu just smiled at him, her hand still touching his head, without saying a word.
"Mom..." Xiao Yi grasped his mother's wrist.
"Xiao Yi, you don't need to ask anymore. Since I found Shushu, she hasn't said a word. I had the doctor examine her, and the doctor said there's nothing wrong with her throat or vocal cords, but she just won't speak." Lan Liehuo had calmed down.
"Did Shushu experience something over these five years?" Huangfu Ye speculated, causing everyone's expressions to change.
"I've already asked Bai Jingqing to come over and give Shushu a comprehensive check-up again." Beiming Han said.
"Mom, it's okay. Even if you don't speak, it's okay. I will always be with you." Xiao Yi raised his hand to cup his mother's face.
Xiao Yi was now a big child, his hands were much larger than before.
Ye Yingsu held her son's hand, lowered her head, and looked carefully, her face had a smile again.
