Xinran imitated and also served her some dishes: "Mommy, this is also something you like, eat more."
"..."
Ye Rumeng really didn't know what to do with the two of them.
Want to dislike them... but couldn't bring herself to.
If only she could recover her memory.
The three of them finished their dinner contentedly, and it was getting dark.
After dinner, they sat in the living room drinking tea again.
Xinran even played a piano piece specifically for Ye Rumeng; since Ye Rumeng had learned piano since elementary school, she could immediately tell that the little girl's skills were quite good.
When Xinran finished playing, she couldn't help but applaud.
Xinran got up and walked to her side, asking sweetly, "Mommy, do you want to play a piece?"
Ye Rumeng shook her head, "I won't play, if you like, why don't you play another piece."
"But I want to hear you play."
Ye Rumeng looked a bit troubled.
