The girl’s mother is very young.
Xia Weibao touched her face, her mother in the photograph bore a striking resemblance to her, about forty to fifty percent similar.
Fragnts of mories flashed through her mind, filled with laughter and joy.
Such distant mories, she couldn’t rember clearly; the sounds and smiles were all blurred, yet the feeling of happiness made her heart ache.
Her mouth was full of bitterness, and she felt an impulse to cry.
This room...
"This was your room when you were three years old."
Yan Fei’s voice rang out, confirming her suspicion.
Xia Weibao was stunned.
The room when she was three...
She rembered, the original host was kidnapped at two, why was there a room from when she was three?
A vague suspicion lingered in her heart, but she didn’t want to admit it.
"Follow ."
Yan Fei took her to the adjacent room, opened the door; it was still the sa princess pink, similar furnishings, only more toys inside, along with a small backpack.
There were a lot more clothes too.
The photograph on the desk was identical to the previous one, with an additional solo picture of Yan Lingyi.
Then Yan Fei took her to walk through the rooms on this floor one by one, and the adjacent villa, a total of twelve rooms.
All were primarily pink, but as the age increased, the toys changed, and the clothes changed too. Eventually, the toys beca bookshelves, and the clothes transford from princess dresses to trendy styles of the season, along with things that girls of that age liked.
In the last room, Yan Fei stood at the doorway, "This was your room when you were fourteen. The Yan Family once faced a major disaster, you probably heard about it, that disaster was what caused you to be lost.
Aunt returned and supported the entire Yan Family single-handedly, but her love for you never ceased.
Although she didn’t find you, she prepared rooms for you every year, one per year.
Everything in these rooms was bought by Aunt, the arrangents inside were pieced together by her bit by bit, without help from others.
Whenever she missed you, she would stay here.
These photos, all taken when you were young, were the motivation that kept her going all these years.
From three to fourteen, twelve rooms, until you were fifteen, we found you at the Sunlight Orphanage...
At the ti we didn’t know we were mistaken, we thought Yan Weiyang was you and brought her back. Aunt prepared a new room for her, and all these were locked away.
You are her only daughter, she has never given up looking for you through all these years.
She really misses you.
Aunt is the strongest woman I have ever seen, when I was young, I thought she was the Iron Lady, nothing could crush her. But the mont she heard of Uncle’s death, she fell ill.
Since then, she often cried in the room prepared for you.
After finding Weiyang, Aunt gave all her love to her, wishing she could give her the whole world, although she made a mistake.
So, three years ago—no, it should be four years ago now—four years ago, I ruined your reputation, causing you to lose your mind.
Aunt only found out about this when she returned to the country; she did not stand up for you.
Perhaps from an outsider’s perspective, she seed selfish, but from a mother’s perspective, how could you expect her to criticize the daughter she had been separated from for so many years?
Moreover, the event had already occurred, and even if your innocence was restored, nothing would be recovered."
Xia Weibao abruptly raised her head, looking at Yan Fei mockingly, "Nothing to recover, so no attempt to recover it? So, I deserved it back then?"
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