Ji Yinbing stood up and nodded at Ji Ru politely.
Ji Ru walked over and grabbed Ji Yinbing's hand. She said, "Just by looking at your face, I knew that you must be Xiao Yue's child." Her right hand, which was only old, gently slid across Ji Yinbing's face. Gradually, Ji Ru completely lost her composure. She said excitedly with a trembling voice, "You and your mother are exactly the same. I think I saw Xiao Wu again, standing in front of me."
Ji Ru picked Ji Yinbing up and cried.
The more she cried, the more sorrowful she became. "Our Xiao Wu was only 22 years old when she went missing. All these years, there has been no news of her… Your mother, she…" Only Ji Yinbing came today, which meant that her mother was probably doomed.
Ji Yinbing fell silent.
Her silence made Ji Ru's heart ache.
Ji Jie then called Ji Ru over. "Third Sister, come here. Come and take a look. Is this Xiao Wu's?"
Ji Ru walked to her brother's side.
