ked over in surprise, wondering who it wasThe moment the door swung open and a short, stout man walked in, Zheng Mengyao's face instantly changed.How could this be How could this happenNo, how could F...The forest was dyed in weariness, her heart heavy with exhaustion. She had no energy left to argue or fight for reason. The Night Owl wouldn't let her see her child, right or wrong.

She was only thinking about her child, wondering if he was doing well and wanting to see him and touch his face.

Since I can't see him in person, those substitute photos will have to do.

Could he possibly reject even this small request

This time, Ye Xiao did not refuse Lin Jinran's words, he agreed, "Okay."

Seeing and being able to see the child's photos, Lin Jinran's expression turned excited and she urged him, "Give it to me now." She eagerly wanted to see her child.

"Okay," Ye Xiao loosened his embrace of Lin Jinran with one hand, reached for the bedside table, opened a drawer and took out an envelope.

This is the photo of Fu Tianze that he got from Fu Shaoqing, and now it can be shown to Lin Jinran to ease her longing.

Lin Jin's eyes lit up, and he eagerly snatched the envelope, pouring out the photos inside. The first one that caught his eye was a newborn baby with wrinkled, gray skin sleeping soundly with its eyes closed.

In almost an instant, Lin Jinran's eyes turned red, and her heart ached fiercely.

She believed that the child in the photo must be hers. The bond of family love, even if she had lost her memory, could not be severed!

This is her child, her child!

Lin Jinran trembled slightly, carefully touching the photo. Her fair fingers gently traced the outline of the baby, tears falling drop by drop onto the picture.

She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the tears from the photograph, afraid of staining it. She wiped away the tears on her cheek with the back of her hand and bit her lip, daring not let a single tear fall.

After staring for what felt like an eternity, she reluctantly flipped to the second photo. It was noticeably clearer than the first, with wide, dark eyes open and a head tilted as she sipped milk, curiously looking at the camera.

...After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, as if he had sketched the child from head to toe and deeply imprinted it into his memory, Lin Jinran finally turned to the third photo.

The child has grown a little bigger, already able to lie on their stomach in bed, with their mouth open and gnawing on their hand, as if savoring some delicious delicacy.

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, she could already see that the child's eyebrows followed Ye Xiao, and his eyes were dotted like hers.

In the fourth picture, he was a little bigger. He had big, dark eyes and looked curiously ahead, as if noticing something. It was very cute.

The fifth one is sleeping on her side, with a round and chubby cheek, long eyelashes, and a slightly pouted mouth. It's so cute, I just want to kiss and hug her.

The sixth picture shows a child sitting on the bed, holding a toy in their hand. Their mouth is wide open as they cry loudly, tears streaming down their rosy cheeks. It's heartbreaking to see, making one want to comfort them and wipe away their tears.

The seventh, the eighth...

Each picture, meticulously framed like a treasured collection, is examined in detail, unwilling to miss any nuance. The mind speculates about the environment in which each photograph was taken.

The tenth picture shows a child taking his first unsteady steps. His arms are slightly outstretched, and in his small hands he clutches a toy car as he walks clumsily forward.

However, this one is different from the previous few. This one is the back of the child's head!

Lin Jinyan realized that all the photos were of the child before they turned one. What about after their first birthday Why were there no photos

She looked up and asked him again, "What about a picture of him now"om Fu Mo寒 had personally sent off at the airport that day. Didn't she leave How could she be here"Are you Lin Jinran" The woman asked again, confirming her identity 。It was me 。"Lin Jin painted a fain...