Ye Wanwan had a deep frown on her face as her mind kept recalling all her childhood memories.
However, everything that happened in her childhood had already become deep in the recess of her mind, as though someone placed a giant lock on it. Except for significant events like how Ye Mufan accidentally pushed her into a lime pond while playing with a young Ye Wanwan and she nearly drowned or how she was nearly kidnapped when she was young…
Ye Wanwan couldn’t recall any typical, everyday matters no matter how much she dug through her mind.
She could remember her classmates from preschool, elementary school, and junior high, but the number didn’t surpass 20. Her clearest memory was about her teachers…
A moment later, Ye Wanwan called Ye Mufan.
“I haven’t found anything about the number you just gave me. I’ll tell you as soon as I get anything.” Ye Mufan’s voice traveled from the other end of the phone.
“Brother, I need to talk to you about something. Let’s meet at the coffee shop near the office in half an hour.” Ye Wanwan hung up once she finished speaking, and she stood up and walked out of the study.
…
After leaving the Si residence, Ye Wanwan drove to the café near the office.
Half an hour later, Ye Mufan arrived at the meeting spot in a whirlwind fashion. A glance later, he found Ye Wanwan and walked toward her.
“What’s up?” Ye Mufan sat down in front of Ye Wanwan and put on a workaholic act. “I still have business to attend to at the office!”
Ye Wanwan glanced at Ye Mufan and chuckled lightly. “We haven’t sat down to have a peaceful conversation in a while.”
“Huh?” Ye Mufan was dumbfounded. Ye Wanwan sought him out so urgently to… talk?!
“Oh, right, what’s going on with the phone number you wanted me to look into?” Ye Mufan curiously looked at her.
“It’s nothing. Forget it if you can’t find anything.” Ye Wanwan shook her head.
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