The two sent Yang Yun to the hospital, and the doctor didn't find any problems, just said it might be too emotional. The couple tossed around all night, and Yang Yun lay on the bed, not daring to open her eyes.
"Zhao Jieyun, let's talk."
Zhao Jieyun held her daughter's hand and said, "I'm very tired right now."
"I'm tired too." Yang Dongfeng scratched his head, saying irritably, "I don't even know where the problem lies. Yang Yun stubbornly refuses to recognize Sun Chan, but there's no way around it. We can only take it slow."
"There's no need." Zhao Jieyun looked at Yang Yun's sleeping face: "It's not that she doesn't recognize Sun Chan now; it's that Sun Chan doesn't recognize her anymore. Sun Chan said there's no need to meet in the future, nor to have any dealings. Just pretend this never happened, and she doesn't know Yang Yun or you."
"Did she really say that? That damned girl…" He stopped mid-sentence when he saw the icy glare from his wife and dared not speak further.
