As soon as Cheng Qingyan spoke, everyone couldn't help but look at her.

She was slightly nervous and squeezed Ye Lingyu's hand under the table.

He smiled and covered it up, saying, "Well, I was thinking that shrimp and crab are delicious, and it's hard for anyone not to love them. It's a bit of a shame that your mother can't eat them because of her health."

"Since Dr. Ruan can treat this, Auntie, would you consider having Dr. Ruan examine you?"

"While it's not good to indulge in food too much, it's even worse to have regrets in life."

Yun Yue looked at Cheng Qingyan with a smile: "Then why don't you make up for my regret first, Mr. Cheng? What do you say?"

They all understood what Yun Yue was talking about. After a moment of silence, Cheng Qingyan rolled up her sleeves.

Today she was wearing a long robe with a cross-collar and wide sleeves. With just a slight raise of her hand, her arm could be seen peeking out from the sleeve.

She raised her hand, revealing even her biceps.

Yun Yue didn't need Shen Ziyu's support anymore. She stood up straight, grabbed Cheng Qingyan's arm with one hand, and her other hand trembled slightly.

What came into view were some familiar scars and red moles, and she was overwhelmed with emotion. Over the years, only a handful of people knew that her lost child had such marks.

The scars on Cheng Qingyan's arm must have changed as she grew up.

The thin wound from my childhood is now deformed, but its general shape is still recognizable.

The scars around the wound have faded, and the red mole is still vivid and strikingly red.

Yun Yue's eyes reddened instantly, and her trembling fingers dared not touch the scars on Cheng Qingyan's arm, only daring to caress them from a distance through the air.

Although many years have passed, she still remembers very clearly the original scar on her lost child's arm.

If Cheng Qingyan's scar were shrunk and restored, it would be almost identical to the scar on her child's body.

What's more, there's that unusually conspicuous red mole.

Scars can be faked, but this mole was something her child was born with.

Too many disappointments have left me afraid to have any hope.

So when Shen Ziyu brought her that keepsake, she was very excited, but also very scared.

Over the years, she had accumulated countless disappointments, and the sudden hope presented to her felt like a dream, unreal.

Tears fell onto Cheng Qingyan's arm without warning, each tear like lava, scalding her heart.

Fearing that Yun Yue was too excited and not feeling well, Shen Ziyu quickly helped her sit down.

Yun Yue smiled and wiped away her tears, then tightly gripped Cheng Qingyan's hand with her right hand.

Ruan Banxia had no idea what was going on, her eyes darting back and forth between Cheng Qingyan, Yun Yue, and Ye Lingyu.

They tried to find some clues, but all they noticed was Ye Lingyu's unhurried expression.

"Aunt, is it confirmed?" Shen Ziyu was also a little uneasy. She had known since she was a child that she had a cousin who had been separated from her family.

For so many years, she had been stationed at the border. Although she was far away at the border, she had heard that Yun Yue had searched almost every place she could think of in order to find the lost child.

But the child seemed to have vanished; no matter how hard they searched, there was no news of him.

On the contrary, the search for the child attracted the attention of many people with ulterior motives.

Yun Yue nodded, quite certain: "It's confirmed, we won't look anymore, we don't need to look anymore."

Her tears flowed like a burst dam, and once she started crying, she couldn't stop.

Cheng Qingyan was at a loss because of Yun Yue's crying. She looked at Shen Ziyu, hoping that Shen Ziyu could comfort Yun Yue, but found that Shen Ziyu was also standing there at a loss.

Even the way she looked at her had a hint of passion in her eyes, and she noticed that Shen Ziyu's neck was slightly flushed.

What, are soldiers in their barracks not allowed to express their feelings? Do they have to keep their happiness or sadness inside?

In the end, Cheng Qingyan could only look at Ye Lingyu, every cell in his body conveying the same message: "Save me! Save me! Save me!"

Ye Lingyu patted her hand under the table, and Cheng Qingyan gradually relaxed.

It still has to be her wife. When it really matters, even Shen Ziyu, who's so good at fighting, is useless!

Unlike her wife, who could know what she was going to do with just a glance.

I'm so grateful to her wife!

While comforting Cheng Qingyan, Ye Lingyu handed Yun Yue a handkerchief.

If Yun Yue cries like this, her sleeves will probably get wet.

"Auntie, look carefully. Also, do you remember how the child was lost in the first place?"

Yun Yue wiped away her tears, her voice choked with emotion: "The child was kidnapped on the way to her grandmother's house."

“She should have a gold lock on her body, along with her birth date and time, and there should also be specific patterns embroidered on her swaddling clothes.”

“Ayu had already brought me a jade pendant before, which was given to her by the child’s grandmother. After Ayu returned to the capital, she showed it to her grandmother, and it was correct.”

Cheng Qingyan didn't say anything. Ye Lingyu patted her, and she got up and left.

Those things that can prove her identity still need to be shown to Yun Yue for confirmation.

Over the years, Cheng's parents have kept it for her until now; perhaps it was destined in the dark.

After all, Cheng Yuanfu and Cheng Yuanji, who had always been at odds with her, did not go against the last wishes of her father and mother to seize her personal property out of greed.

They even gave her that house and land, which was more than enough for an adopted child.

These preserved items have now become important material evidence proving her origins.

Ruan Banxia learned some things from their conversation, which made her even sadder.

Shen Ziyu ate and lived with her during that time. Although they didn't sleep in the same bed every night, they did sleep together.

Unexpectedly, that person was actually sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams!

That scumbag woman!

They chose to keep such an important matter from her; they treated her like an outsider.

Although we weren't family to begin with, it was still somewhat hurtful.

Not wanting to spend another moment with Shen Ziyu, Ruan Banxia got up following Cheng Qingyan's steps.

"I need to say a few words to Brother Cheng. You two can continue your conversation."

When Cheng Qingyan heard her calling for him, he stopped a few steps away.

I just stood there, quietly waiting for her.

Shen Ziyu wanted to follow but couldn't, since Cheng Qingyan hadn't brought his things yet, and Yun Yue was still in the courtyard.

She glanced in the direction Ruan Banxia and Cheng Qingyan had left together, but quickly looked away.

Although Yun Yue confirmed that the scars and red moles on Cheng Qingyan's arm were the same as those on her child, Cheng Qingyan seemed to be waiting for her to confirm more details.

So she didn't say anything and went straight back to her room to get the things Cheng Yuanfu had given her earlier.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Banxia also came along and followed her into the house.