Mu Yan watched Zhuang Yi flip through the photos on the phone, and suddenly felt an uneasy feeling. She instinctively grasped Jiang Jingheng's hand tightly.
Jiang Jingheng wrapped her hand, giving her strength.
Some things have developed to the point where he can no longer help her hide them, but he also won't allow anyone to hurt her.
Zhuang Yi was a little anxious, searching for a long time before finding the photo.
"Look at this, this is a photo of you when you were a child." Zhuang Yi took out a group photo and placed it in front of Mu Yan.
In the photo, a woman who looked very similar to Mu Yan sat on a swing with a little girl whose features resembled hers. At first glance, they were clearly mother and daughter, both smiling with a pair of beautiful dimples.
Mu Yan stared at the photo, lost in thought.
