Hearing that, Yu Lili held her breath and looked at Ou Ming in disbelief. "You found her?"
Twenty-five years ago, the surroundings of the orphanage weren't installed with close-circuit monitoring devices the way the now were.
It would have been really hard to find the identity of the person who abandoned a baby, especially if the baby had been abandoned without any eyewitnesses around.
The difficulty of such an undertaking was indescribable. Yet, Ou Ming had managed to do it.
"Yeah. I found her." Ou Ming reached out and gently stroked her cheek, "She's getting along very well."
"Is she the woman who gave birth to me?" Yu Lili asked.
In other words, was it her mother? Was that her mommy?
The word "mommy" and the idea of a "mom" had always been beyond reach for Yu Lili. Throughout her entire life, she had never uttered those words. She had thought that that person was long dead. Now, Ou Ming had managed to find her.
