"Who?" Hearing the childrenâs words, Ye Fei also turned her head to look.
In the corner of the cafe, there really was a man sitting there. Upon a closer look, it was indeed Shang Meng!
Why was Uncle Shang there?
After waiting a few seconds more, Eleven headed in that direction.
"Huh? Is the person meeting Eleven, grandpa? Do they know each other?"
This was also something that Ye Fei couldnât figure out. Eleven had met Shang Muxue a few times, but she should not have had any contact with other members of the Shang family...
Ye Fei suddenly unbuckled her seat belt, "You two, stay here obediently and wait for me to come back, youâre not allowed to go anywhere!"
"Godmother! We want to go too!"
"Youâre not allowed to move! Just wait here. If not, I wonât take you to the Dojo!"
Ye Fei also left.
Gu Mengmeng and Fang Jiujiu looked at each other, they could only watch the silent scene through the window.
"Thatâs so unfair! Leaving us two in the car, not allowing us to play!" Gu Mengmeng grumbled, "Little brother, let me check your bottom. Eleven said you have a birthmark tooââ"
"Boring!" Fang Jiujiu smacked her hand away.
"Iâm just bored!"
Fang Jiujiu turned his head, focusing on the interior of the café, his mouth moving slightly.
"Shang...Qian...xun?"
"Little brother, what are you mumbling about?"
It seemed like he didnât hear Gu Mengmengâs voice, he furrowed his brow.
What was that?
...
"No need to deny it," Shang Meng said, placing a photo in front of her, "This is a photo taken the day you entered the welfare institute. Sister Maria treasured it. This dress, I remember it clearly, itâs the one you were wearing the day you got lost."
Eleven was not very surprised.
From the day they bumped into her, she figured she could not hide for much longer.
Everyone did not know where she was because they had no clues. But if they find Fang Eleven, they would find Shang Qianxun.
Fang Eleven was ten when she entered the welfare institute, she knew which institute it was, finding the truth was not difficult.
Hearing Shang Mengâs words, Eleven smiled, "Is it really lost, Uncle Shang?"
"What do you mean?"
Elevenâs gaze kept shifting, not settling, she said, "In fact, I heard the argument in the room that day. I distinctly heard about her wanting to abandon me for her brother."
Shang Meng was taken aback, the expression on his face changing.
She heard it?
"That was why I didnât go down to eat. I was afraid that looking at you would feel like staring at a crowd of devils, so terrifying... selfish. I wished so much that after a sleep, I would open my eyes and find nothing had happened. Mom wouldnât abandon me, wouldnât leave me, comforting myself like this..."
Shang Meng looked dumbfounded, while Elevenâs eyes started to redden as her memories unfolded.
"However, Mom told me that she would take me to a theme park the next day. A place far, far away where I had never been before. I knew why she chose that place. She was afraid that I might find my way home, right? I knew then, I was going to be abandoned there. Even if I told the police where I live, you wouldnât want me, would you? She went off to buy ice cream, and I foolishly waited there. I knew she might not come back at all, but still clung to a glimmer of hope, hoping she would come back, tell me that nothing happened, letâs go home Thousand..."