This almost seemed like an instinct. She must have seen Emma somewhere before. She looked so familiar, but she could not make out who she was. They must not be sisters. There were no similarities between them, so how could they be sisters? Ye Tingyun must have mistaken them.
Eleven years ago, the two little kids were playing together in the castle. They were about the same height, and they looked very different. One of them had a small round face while the other one had an egg-shaped face. They both had their hair done in two thick black braids. The two of them rode pink bicycles on the large lawn. Not far away, a group of children were playing. The round-faced one was active and adorable, and she was not afraid of strangers. She rode her little bicycle over to them quickly.
The children were playing on their skateboards. The round-faced one raised up her hand. "I want to play too!"
A young boy said, "Here, you can try it."
