Shi Jingfang heard her daughter's words and kept staring at Yunyi. "It's all my fault. That time I visited your Aunt Zhiran's house, I should have waited for the child to come back and meet me before leaving. Otherwise, we wouldn't have met without recognizing each other.
Having seen only a photo of the child, I hardly remember her clearly now, and after so many years, she has changed so much that I wouldn't even recognize her."
As she spoke, she started walking towards Yunyi's group.
Ye Wenhui reached out, trying to grab her. "Mom, Mom, Mom, where are you going?"
Shi Jingfang didn't know why, but she just felt like personally going over to inquire about the girl's background. Whether or not she was her best friend Ding Zhilan's daughter, she just felt that this girl was fated to cross her path.
Ye Wenhui had no choice but to turn to the educated youth behind her and say, "Sorry, I'll go have a look and come back in a bit."
