Yigol Foster put his hands on his waist, looking around at everything that hadn't changed. The only thing that had changed was him—from a little beggar to a big CEO.
Time flies.
These four words appeared in Yigol Foster's mind.
"At that time, I was only six years old, a little beggar, always worried about my next meal. Your mother, on the other hand, was the jewel in the palm of the Brown family, the little princess of the Brown family, also six years old..."
So, Yigol Foster retold the story of his encounter with Forsythia Brown when he had stolen food to fill his stomach here. He ended by saying, "Your mother is a good person. She didn't look down on me and even cared about my dignity, so I remembered her."
"Did you fall in love with her?" Audrey, touched by Yigol Foster's story, asked.
Yigol Foster laughed, pinched Audrey's little cheek, and said, "There was no such thing as liking or not liking at that time. I just knew your mother was a good person."
