At Wen Yue and the beautiful woman's feet, a pretty little girl stood, carved out of pink jade, wearing a princess dress, looking very adorable.
Wen Rou recognized at a glance that this was herself as a child.
It seemed that the beautiful woman had not deceived her; she indeed had left her mother very early on!
However, if she had left all those years ago and had not returned to see her for over a decade without any contact, why had she come back to find her now?
"Xiaorou, how can you not remember what your mom looks like? Did Wen Yue do something wrong?! Where is he now? I'm going to find him and settle the score!"
Chen Shuyi, seeing Wen Rou take the photo she offered and her changing expressions, knew she had remembered her and spoke vehemently.
Upon hearing Chen Shuyi's words, Wen Rou's long eyelashes trembled, then she shifted her gaze away from the photo and sighed deeply, "Dad has... died!"
"Died?!"
Chen Shuyi's expression changed, showing disbelief and resentment.
