"Since you know Xinluo's identity, can you... let her come home with me?"
"No." The response was immediate and without hesitation, "Even ignoring whether she wants to go back, Xinluo has no memory before the age of five, and family to her is just a blank slate. I won't force her to recall her past memories. That would be more harmful than good. Until her memory returns, I won't let her return to the Ling Family. If her memory does return, I'll respect her decision."
Hearing this, Ling Haoyu's strong desire to take Xinluo home diminished somewhat. He was right; Xinluo had no memory of before and had completely forgotten herself. If she were abruptly told, she might not be able to accept it and could react even worse.
"Then… I want to see her."
Unable to take her home, seeing her could at least offer some comfort. It would be a long journey. After waiting so many years, what's a bit longer?
Beichen Rui pursed his lips, "Sure."
