"She died 13 years ago, how could there be any recent news of her?"
As Luo Lian's words hit like a thunderbolt, Qiao Aimin's expression of anticipation quickly morphed into disbelief. After a moment, he asked faintly, "Was her name Luo Nian or Luo Xiang?"
"Luo Nian." Luo Lian lowered her gaze, "Ever since I could remember, mom has been called Luo Nian."
Luo Ye quietly held her hand and squeezed it firmly, such a plan was only to seek justice for a lost soul, thus, it wasn't excessive!
Qiao Aimin's expression darkened, "Mom has been called Luo Nian since I can remember," but what about before Luo Lian's memories?
This Jade Pendant, it uniquely belonged to him, Luo Xiang couldn't have given it to anyone else unless she met with an accident. Yet, Luo Lian and Luo Xiang looked too alike. Nian, Lian, could it possibly signify being constantly cherished?
