Her son had told her on the phone that Bai Jiusi was an imposter and that the girl before her was his true daughter-in-law.
Ajiu had been raised under Ye Xinguang's watchful eye; in Ye Xinguang's heart, Ajiu was as dear to her as her own daughter. When Ajiu disappeared for five years, Ye Xinguang felt as if she had lost a daughter. Those years had been hard not only for her son but for her as well. And now…
"It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back."
Mo Yinhe stood nearby and introduced, "This is my mother."
Si Mingjing was surprised, not expecting the other woman to be so young. She politely greeted her, "Auntie, hello."
Ye Xinguang wiped the corners of her eyes. Ajiu used to pounce into my arms and affectionately call me 'Mommy,' just like Si Yuan does. But now, she calls me 'Auntie.' It feels so distant.
Her son had been right; Ajiu had indeed lost her memory.
Mo Yinhe, standing to the side, asked, "Mom, where's Xiaobai?"
Ye Xinguang replied, "He's upstairs."
