Chapter 768: Chapter 768: In Mom and Dad’s Eyes, She’s Still the Little Princess
Liang Yin stood at the entrance, suddenly hearing a woman’s gentle voice: “Don’t place the vase here, I remember Yinyin is a bit allergic to pollen.”
“Okay, ma’am.”
Woman: “Be careful not to soil this carpet, Yinyin used to love crawling around on it when she was little.”
“Ma’am, it’s been seventeen years, the young lady has grown up and won’t crawl on this carpet anymore.”
Woman: “Is the sweet milk brought over? And the mousse I made, Yinyin loved to eat my warmed sweet milk and mousse cake.”
“It’s brought over, ma’am, should I place it here?”
Woman: “Oh, right… Is the room tidied up?”
The servant smiled helplessly: “Ma’am, I think you got busy and forgot. You helped me tidy up the little princess’s room yourself, everything is arranged just like before.”
“…”
Liang Yin slowly walked into the living room, and from a distance, she saw a beautiful woman busying herself.
She was no longer young, but still beautiful and graceful.
With a head of black hair, a dignified back, a white woolen knit top, and bamboo fiber pants that shaped her legs, she stood gracefully, busily working.
Liang Yin stood there, unsure of how to start.
Huo Tingdong and Huo Tinghan entered first, one after the other, and upon seeing the busy Lin Qi, Huo Tinghan was about to speak but was stopped by Huo Tingdong.
He lowered his head, looking at Liang Yin who barely reached his chest, and asked: “Yinyin, do you still recognize your mom?”
Liang Yin raised her head to look at Huo Tingdong, somewhat choked up: “Is she my mom…”
Not a question, but also not a statement.
Huo Tingdong lovingly pinched her cheek: “Yes, she is your mom, Yinyin, go ahead, mom has been waiting for you.”
Liang Yin gathered her courage and walked toward Lin Qi.
Lin Qi suddenly heard footsteps behind her, and turned around startled.
Upon seeing Liang Yin, especially that familiar face that haunted her dreams, she immediately recognized her as her daughter!
Perhaps, this is the bond of blood ties!
No matter how many years have passed, no matter what happened, even if she has grown into a graceful young girl, those brows, nose, lips…
On her face, Lin Qi could instantly see traces that resembled Huo Tingdong or herself.
The parents’ genes harmoniously blended on her face, after seventeen years, she had grown into such a big girl.
Lin Qi felt a sudden heartache, yet turned somewhat helplessly, raising her hand, yet hesitating: “Yinyin, it’s Yinyin…”
Liang Yin’s eyes turned red unintentionally.
Despite her shallow memories of Lin Qi, emotions are contagious, mother-daughter bond, seeing Lin Qi’s red eyes, the face hidden with emotions about to explode, she pursed her lips and softly said: “You are my mom…”
Lin Qi could no longer hold back and rushed forward, tightly hugging her: “Wuwuwu… Yinyin, why did you just come back… Seventeen years, mom and dad searched for you for seventeen years, mom thought we’d never find you again…”
Her voice trembled so much, tears kept streaming down her face.
Lin Qi cried while feeling heartache: “How did you live these seventeen years… Dad said you suffered a lot outside, it breaks my heart… it breaks my heart…”
As she spoke, she gently cupped Liang Yin’s face, looking left and right, mumbling: “Wuwuwu, why is my daughter so thin… Wuwuwu… Seventeen years, it’s mom’s fault, took so long to find you, made you suffer… Wuwuwu…”
She cried uncontrollably like a child.
Liang Yin also couldn’t hold back her tears.
Before coming home, she worried she had no feelings for her biological mother, afraid that if her mom got emotionally overwhelmed upon seeing her, she remained indifferent, appearing cold.
But…
Seeing Lin Qi crying so heartily moved her greatly, from Lin Qi’s eyes, she saw such deep love, the love of a mother constantly awaiting her daughter’s return.
Liang Yin hugged her tightly: “Mom… don’t cry, I’m back…”
Lin Qi cried even louder.
Lin Jinmo stood at the door, not yet entering, already hearing the cries of Lin Qi and Liang Yin embracing and crying together.
His eyes turned red, he rubbed his nasal bridge, calmed his emotions, and then stepped inside.
In the living room.
Lin Qi cried from joy, tightly holding Liang Yin: “Our Yinyin has finally come home…”
She spoke while holding her hand: “Come, come…”
Liang Yin was led upstairs by her.
She walked while glancing around.
The entire villa was large and seemed to have been renovated.
On the way, Huo Tingdong mentioned that they considered moving five years ago but ultimately decided not to.
Before Yinyin disappeared, the family lived in this villa.
With the daughter gone missing, Lin Qi didn’t want to move, after all, Yinyin grew up in this villa until she was four; moving felt like abandoning Yinyin a second time.
She wanted to wait for Yinyin to come back in this home.
Therefore, Huo Tingdong chose a partial renovation plan, many places were renovated, except for Yinyin’s room, and places she loved to go, still kept the original.
This afternoon, upon learning her daughter was found, Lin Qi excitedly busied herself from afternoon till evening.
She arranged Yinyin’s original room completely, restoring it to how it was.
Everything was meticulously managed, just waiting for her daughter to come back and see the once familiar sights.
Lin Qi held her hand, standing at the room door, saying to her: “Yinyin, take a look, this is the room you originally lived in. Do you remember? Do you still have any impressions?”
Liang Yin walked into the room, looking at the warmly arranged children’s bed, even the cradle bed she once lay in, all clean and tidy, made of solid wood, still looking new.
Her favorite toys, dolls, skirts were long outdated, yet still neatly stored in the cabinet.
Liang Yin stood in the room, glanced around, vague memories seemed to be stirred.
She walked to the cradle bed, lightly flicked the hanging chime above.
The chime made a “ding” sound, very crisp, very pleasing.
Lin Qi found a doll from somewhere: “Yinyin, this is your favorite doll, do you remember?”
Liang Yin turned around, and Lin Qi brought the doll over.
She accepted it readily.
It turned out she loved dolls since childhood.
Since she remembered, her foster mother took her to a fair, at the market she saw similar dolls, but much rougher in craftsmanship, she wanted it but was scolded.
The foster mother said it was childish, a waste of money to buy.
But…
Lin Qi kept it for her all these years.
Maybe she’s grown up, but due to the seventeen-year gap, in her parents’ eyes, she’s still the four-year-old little princess.