"Nonsense, you will always be our daughter!" Mrs. An looked at An Toutou with a grave face, then patted her hand and patiently consoled her for a long time, "You never thought to be switched at birth either, it's not something you could decide, what fault do you have? It's simply a twist of fate."
She had invested a lot of effort into this daughter, raising her according to her preferences—with a cuteness that far exceeded the aloofness of Ye Shaohua.
Mrs. An felt a tinge of guilt thinking about this; she and Mr. An had been busy when Toutou and Tingjun were young, indeed not having much time to manage them.
"The Go club called asking why Toutou hasn't arrived yet." Uncle Yao, having experienced the earlier awkwardness, felt somewhat at a loss on how to face the An family and Ye Shaohua now, thankfully Ye Shaohua had left.
"Keep it up," he encouraged An Toutou, "you can definitely represent the country in the competition and bring honor to our nation."
