Soon enough, Shen Manting realized that the two men had no intention of softening their gaze on her despite her protestations.
A sense of uneasiness crept over Shen Manting. Suddenly, she felt an inexplicable urge to cry.
She puckered her lips and burst into tears.
"You're lying. I haven't grown old at all. This isn't me in the mirror. I'm only 12!"
Shen Zhilie turned to glance at Shen Luo'an and sighed, "This doesn't seem to be working, Big Brother."
Shen Luo'an was equally frustrated. "Go ahead and carry on with your work. Leave her to me."
"I'm worried that you won't be able to handle her. She seems to have no recollection of her life between the ages of 12 and 29. She has lost 17 years' worth of memories."
"Didn't you…" Shen Manting was perplexed. She stared at them intently. "Didn't you say I'm 31?"
