Back when they first hauled Qiao Shan up, Butler Lee had already seen a huge swollen bruise on her head and had the accompanying doctor take a look.
It was basically certain that this girl had hit her head on a reef; in a situation like that it's usually very hard to wake up, and even if she does, it will cause permanent amnesia.
Now seeing her wake up, Butler Lee finally felt the stone in his heart drop.
"Miss, I'm Uncle Lee, the old butler who's watched you grow up since you were little. You've lived in the Netherlands with your father since you were a child. Your father has fallen seriously ill and can't send you over for the time being."
Qiao Shan widened her eyes, looking at the kindly middle-aged man in front of her.
"Uncle Lee?"
"Yes, yes, that's right, that's me!"
"My dad… we live in the Netherlands! I—I'm called what?"
"Your name is Lee Manyu!"
Lee Manyu? She muttered it over and over in her mouth, but kept feeling the name was very unfamiliar…
