The next morning.
After breakfast.
Ding Ma took little Clarissa's school bag on her own initiative and bid farewell to Arthur Lindsey and his wife, "I'm taking Clarissa to school."
"Hmm, thank you for your hard work." Penny Sullivan nodded with a smile.
"I'll walk with you to the door."
Arthur Lindsey strolled ahead, holding his daughter's hand. Little Clarissa cleverly held Ding Ma's hand with her other hand. "Aunt Ding, let's walk together, the three of us."
"..." Ding Ma was a bit stunned.
But she also started walking.
Penny Sullivan watched them from behind, a family of three walking in step, and couldn't help but lean over to Mr. Lindsey's ear and whisper with a laugh, "Hehe, it's kind of fun with Ella having lost her memory..."
"Indeed, your son and granddaughter both love to tease her..." Wilton Lindsey couldn't help but chuckle.
When they reached the main gate.
