He Xiyan turned to look at Jiahang and took in every minute change in expression, including his frown and the soft smile.
She knew that this was no longer the Jiahang she used to know, so she wasn't sure how Jiahang would treat her son after he regained his memories.
Yuan Yuan walked over and sat beside his mother.
"Mom, I want to eat some fish," Yuan Yuan said as he pointed at the plate of steamed bass.
He Xiyan used her chopsticks to pick a piece of fish and meticulously plucked out the fish bones before she placed it in his bowl.
Yuan Yuan ate happily and would often let his mother know what he wanted to eat. He stole occasional glances at Uncle Chen who sat opposite him and only continued eating after he saw that Uncle Chen had not noticed him stealing glances at him.
Yuan Yuan suddenly put down his chopsticks as a sudden thought occurred to him. He ruffled his hair and asked, "Uncle Chen, why are you suddenly able to speak?"
