Upon hearing this.
Isabella Lindsey was slightly startled.
Has mom recovered her memory?
This voice, it sounds natural and fluent, like calling her own daughter...
So.
Isabella turned around, raised her eyes, meeting her concerned gaze, and naturally said, "Mom, I'm fine."
"Don't fool me, silly child."
Aunt Ding walked over, took hold of her wrist gently, and said earnestly, "Your dad has told me everything, he doesn't agree with your marriage to your boyfriend."
"Did he tell you we've already gotten a marriage certificate?" Isabella stared at her without blinking.
"Of course." Aunt Ding nodded, "He told me everything, including that he used to think highly of you two, but now..."
She didn't continue.
But Aunt Ding's expression made everything clear.
