Gu Xiaoer clumsily masked her distraction.
Forcing a weak smile, "I'm reminiscing about bits and pieces with my mom. I was too young back then to remember much. Now I can't even vividly picture what she looked like. I do remember not looking much like her, or my dad... As for grandparents and such, my mom never mentioned them. She seemed to avoid talking about it."
The girl spoke sadly.
Thinking about it now, I was really pitiful, no fate with parents, no fate with grandparents, and now, no fate with children or grandchildren.
With a fate like hers, maybe it's best to live life alone.
"Oh, Da Luoluo," Gu Xiaoer suddenly said, "take me to see my dad's sanatorium. It's been so long since I've seen him."
Han Luoli was still immersed in what Gu Xiaoer had just said about "avoiding grandparents".
This is strangely similar to the state of Old Madam Shen never mentioning them!
Xiaoer, do you have any relation to the Shen Family?
"Do you want to go?" he asked absentmindedly.
