"Headmistress, I...don't want to take it."

Lan Qingyue lowered her head, concealing the dark and unreadable emotions in her eyes, and said in a muffled voice.

She is not the original owner of this body, so she doesn't have many of the original owner's emotions, nor does she know how to adapt to the identity of a child "searching for her origins".

If it were the original owner, would her intense feelings for "home" come more from Lan Rongchang or from her biological parents whom she had never met?

Perhaps, cherishing the present is the best course of action. The love of Lan Rongchang, the adoptive father, has replaced the love of his biological parents who have been absent for more than twenty years.

The original owner knew of the necklace's existence when she was still alive, but she simply wore it without doing anything, presumably just to fill a small gap in her heart.

She said with a complicated expression, "In all my years, I've never heard of anyone coming to look for me. In my twenty-odd years of life, I've lived just fine without their involvement, haven't I?"

Looking at Lan Qingyue, whose strength was heartbreaking, Liu Qingqing reached out her hand, now etched with shallow wrinkles, and gently stroked her long hair, just as she had done when Lan Qingyue was a child. She said kindly, "But child, they are still your family. Take this; one day you will be reunited with your family. They must have had their reasons for leaving you here. Don't be so quick to dismiss them; let time tell everything, okay?"

Lan Qingyue gazed at the blue diamond necklace in her hand again. As her hand touched the coolness of the diamond, her heart calmed down, and she finally closed her palm.

As far as the eye could see, children were playing on the lawn. "I hope their lives will be free of too many storms and that they will live a carefree life!"

"Yes, God will take care of these poor children!"

"Director, do you regret it?"

The original owner of this body seems to have asked this question as well.

Liu Qingqing smiled calmly, her smile revealing a kind of tolerance and concern for these people whom she regarded as her own children.

“Qingyue, everyone here is my child, including you. No mother in the world would despise her own child, and no mother would regret raising her child. Even if they rebel one day, a mother will accept them for everything!”

"Director, I understand, thank you!"

Lan Qingyue choked back tears, hugged Liu Qingqing, and rested her head on her shoulder like a child being pampered by its mother.

She had placed great hopes on the original owner, but the original owner gave up the opportunity to study and bravely entered the entertainment industry at the age of sixteen. If Liu Qingqing said she was not disappointed, she felt it was a lie.

Liu Qingqing gently patted Lan Qingyue's back and said softly, "The Dean has never married in most of her life and has devoted all her energy to this place. In my eyes, you are all children who need to be cared for. So I am very grateful that you all live well. This is a great comfort to me."

"Okay! We are all your children, you are our dearest mother!"

...

"Sister Lan, will you come and play with us?"

Lan Qingyue sat down on a low chair to the side, one hand clenched into a fist and resting on her chin.

The warm and bright sunshine bathed Lan Qingyue, giving off a golden halo. Lan Qingyue watched the children playing not far away with a serene smile. Life was peaceful and idyllic!

The children saw Lan Qingyue sitting alone and hopped over.

"Okay, what game should we play today?"

"Play……"

"Wait a minute, Sister Lan, can you go answer this phone?"