After Mrs. Fu confirmed that it was really Qin Jianxi, her tears couldn't help but fall.
"My Xixi, it's great that you're back alive. I thought..."
She really thought that Qin Jianxi was dead and buried deep in the cold sea.
All these years, whenever she thought of such a beautiful, smart, and powerful young woman just going like that... Every time she thought about it, she would feel extremely sad.
She really didn't expect to see Qin Jianxi again.
Qin Jianxi murmured, "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."
Mrs. Fu wiped her tears and said with a smile, "What are you talking about, child? Now that you're really back, Mom can't be happier. Come, let's go into the house first and tell Mom how you've been living all these years..."
She wasn't surprised that she had lost her memory. After all, she had fallen from a plane. Being alive was the greatest blessing. Everything else was not important.
