Ye Qingge did not mind Feng Yan.
She thought that he had only stepped in because the sight of her weeping on the ground reminded him of his sister.
He had given her his necklace simply to feel a little better, as if doing so would be equivalent to protecting his sister.
She, on the other hand, had only given him her necklace to console herself.
She also wished someone would think of her and care for her. Though she had never experienced that before, her heart still yearned for it.
By the time Ye Qingge left the private eye agency, it was already past five in the afternoon and she still had no clues.
She became a surrogate that year in order to procure funds for her mother's surgery. When it finally happened, a kind nurse told her that it was a girl, but she never saw her at all.
She knew that this method of searching was like trying to find a needle in a haystack, but she refused to give up as long as there was hope.
