"Shi Han, is she my daughter?"
Shi Han knew that Ye Linlang was currently dealing with a memory disorder.
He explained to her, "Yes, she is your daughter. She is 19 years old this year, and she is studying at the School of International Politics at Imperial University."
"Is she my daughter?" With clear and innocent eyes, she slowly approached Ye Tianxin's face and looked at it earnestly. She then asked, "Tianxin? Is she my little Tianxin?"
Ye Tianxin stretched out her hands and looked at Ye Linlang tenderly.
She answered Ye Linlang lightly, "Mom, yes, I am Tianxin."
Ye Linlang's eyes slowly filled with tears.
"Tianxin, you've grown so much. Why don't I remember any of it?"
Shi Han put his hand on Ye Linlang's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Xie Yi, it is normal for you to have no memory of it because you haven't been living with Tianxin. Look at her now. Isn't Tianxin lovely?"