m, filled with confusion. 。Fu Mo Han lowered his eyes, looking at the little girl who was only up to his knee, tilting her head back with a braid, his expression cold. 。"Uncle" 。The little girl's face...Her purpose in returning to Nanyang Jiang was to search for her lost memories.

In her search, she learned that she had been married and had a child. She should have continued to seek out who her husband was, where her child was, and whether they were alive or dead!

But later she was kidnapped, humiliated, tortured, and confined. A series of events happened one after another, leaving Lin Jin Dye no time to look for the lost memories.

Upon learning the truth about her mother's death, Ye Xiao repeatedly risked his life to protect her. Lin Jinran, who had lost his memory, uncontrollably fell in love with Ye Xiao.

If Lin Jinran hadn't learned the truth about the child, he would have truly wanted to spend his life with Ye Xiao, two people in one house, three meals a day, and four seasons together.

The ruthless truth shattered Lin Jinran's most beautiful future. She left Ye Xiao and decided to abort the child that shouldn't have come.

Lin Jinran, who had been lost and uncertain about the future, suddenly had another thought. She wanted to find the child she gave birth to two years ago. She wanted to know how that child was doing.

If he had a hard time, she would try every means to bring him back and raise him herself, making up for the two years' worth of absence.

If he's doing well, she won't disturb his current life, she'll only watch him grow up from afar.

Besides, she wants to know about her marriage with her husband who forgot about her. If it's best to divorce, she should do so. Otherwise, she would choose to divorce him and would rather wish him to find true love.

She had forgotten why she got married two years ago, how their relationship was, but none of that mattered anymore. Even if it had been good, there was no going back.

Now, Lin Jinran's heart can only hold one person. Besides Yexiao, he will never love anyone else.

Having made up her mind, Lin Jinran must now quickly deal with the child in her stomach and start anew. She needs to find a job and search for the memories she has yet to recover.

However, Lin Jinran furrowed her delicate brow in worry. Where should she start looking

As for her mother's illness, she still remembered the attending physician, at least there was someone to ask. But regarding her marriage and pregnancy, Lin Jinyan didn't know who to turn to.

How she met her husband before she lost her memory, how they got married, which hospital she had prenatal checkups at, and which hospital she gave birth to the child, she couldn't remember any of it.

I thought all the way, and when I returned to the downstairs, the rain had lessened a lot.

Folding up his umbrella and shaking off the raindrops, Lin Jinran stepped into the building's main entrance. He decided to go upstairs for a meal first. His stomach was growling with hunger. After eating, he would continue to search for a breakthrough.

Back in the room, Lin Jinyan put away the umbrella and carried the steamed buns and rice porridge into the kitchen. He took out a bowl and placed the rice porridge in it, then picked up the chopsticks and spoon and brought them back to the dining table.

She pulled up a chair and sat down, picking up her chopsticks and taking a dumpling. She popped the whole thing into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully as she frantically tried to recall any overlooked clues.

Until she had finished the soup dumplings and drained the rice porridge, she hadn't managed to recall any clues, ignoring those that came to mind.

To find out about her two years ago, the fastest way is to ask him.

His father, Lin Zhigang, passed away.

He certainly would know who she married two years ago; all they need is to know who she married, and finding the child born two years ago would be much easier.

However, when she returned to Nanjiang, she had already ruled out the idea of not looking for Lin Zhigang, fearing that it would expose her whereabouts.

Now going might also expose our location. Should we risk exposing ourselves or abandon Lin Zhigang and investigate from another direction

Lin Jin's small face was once again filled with sorrow.n the faucet, Lin Jinran calmly took out a paper towel and wiped his head slowly. He turned his body and looked at Xia Mengxuan who was staring at him intently, "What I'm pretending to be has nothing...