"Really?" Ji Chuan carefully observed Yan Huan's expression, and a thought flashed across his mind. Perhaps, he had found the root of Yan Huan's illness.
"I don't remember. I'm not clear." At this moment, Yan Huan's mind was very chaotic, with more and more things flooding in.
Her originally empty mind was packed full with the onslaught of memories, and for a moment, she found it hard to bear.
"Godmother, if you're really scared, let's go home." Ning Chenyang could also see that something was off with Yan Huan, so he didn't insist on going boating. His small hands clutched her clothes, looking at her with concern.
"It's fine. It's fine." Yan Huan shook her head repeatedly, "Let's get on the boat. This is a mental illness; don't worry, it's not life-threatening! Besides, I really want to go on the boat and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the middle of the lake."
"Are you sure?" Ji Chuan confirmed once again.
"Of course." Yan Huan replied confidently.
