When asked by Shen Bingqing, Shen Xiaoman was stunned, "I remember, back then I..."
Shen Xiaoman stopped at this point, her face somewhat anxious, her brows tightly furrowed, as if she was trying hard to remember.
"Yes, I remember, after I left home, I went to a place, and then I met someone..." Shen Xiaoman thought for a long time before uttering these few words, and then paused again, thinking for a long time, "But who was that person? Qingqing, my head hurts, I can't remember."
Shen Xiaoman's face suddenly turned pale, and Shen Bingqing quickly stepped forward, reaching out to massage her temples, "Mom, don't think about it, forget it, let the past be the past. Now, as long as you're with us, that's the most important."
"Yes! Mom, don't think about it, those troublesome things are no longer important," Shen Yujie also softly persuaded beside her.
