Ye Xi didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Strictly speaking, there was a mother in Ye Xi's childhood.
Although she was not biologically born to Ye Zhiyong and his wife, they were never stingy with their love for Ye Xi.
Ye Xi's childhood might not have been as privileged as those of city kids, but it was at least a happy one, and she wasn't made fun of by her classmates and friends for not having a mother.
By the time she found out that she wasn't the Ye Family's biological child, she had already grown up.
So, she didn't know how to answer Youyou's question.
But after a little thought, considering the life Youyou had been living these past few years, Ye Xi's heart ached.
The transient shadows of streetlights rushing past outside the taxi lit up Youyou's little face, flickering for a moment.
Ye Xi stretched out her hand to caress his little face, her emotions surging.
"Youyou, no one will make fun of you anymore, remember, you do have a mother."
