Ye Wan had never felt so conflicted before.
In the past, every matter was either a yes or a no, there was always an answer.
But at this moment, even though the question could be answered with just a word or two, it felt like something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
Tell Little Bun, yes, you're a child of the Lu family.
Your biological parents died before you were born, so they entrusted you to mom and dad?
Your biological parents died, and so did your adoptive parents, who treated you like their own flesh and blood.
For a child not even seven years old, it's too cruel.
But telling him it isn't true, just adhering to the previous accepted fact that mom and dad are dead, is that enough?
After all, it isn't the truth.
Ye Wan only hesitated for a moment.
Little Bun had already lowered his head, "Ye Xiaowan, I know!"
Ever since waking up from that nap and overhearing his grandparents talking, he knew he looked just like another kid named Ah Sheng.
