The man's reaction had already explained everything; Zimei didn't ask anything more. She let go of her hand and then tightly embraced him.
"Ye Xiaozheng, are you a fool? Why did you exchange your eyes for mine?" she choked as she spoke.
Ye Cheng's thin lips were tightly pressed, allowing his body to be held tighter and tighter by the woman, unable to utter a single word.
She indeed knew after all.
Zimei's emotions collapsed once again. At this moment, her pant leg was tugged by a soft little hand, and the tender voice of a child sounded: "Mommy, did you just call me?"
The two embracing individuals were both taken aback and looked down at their daughter.
Zhenzhen blinked her big watery eyes, gazing at her parents with innocent purity.
Zimei suddenly came to a realization.
Ye Xiaozheng, Ye Xiaozhen... they do sound very similar.
She suddenly understood the meaning behind Ye Cheng's name choice for their daughter.
They are both the people she loves most, how wonderful.
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