Since the day she walked out of this door, taking her belongings with her, Mo Nuan had never thought she would set foot in this place again. Unexpectedly, the day had come.

The Mo family's residence was a standalone villa. Though she didn't remember much from before, as soon as she stepped inside, a wave of familiarity washed over her. She gazed blankly at the flowerbed, lost in thought. Mo Pingshan followed her gaze, memories flashing rapidly through his mind. Unable to control himself, he spoke, "That area used to be filled with roses of different colors. They were your mother's favorite. What you liked to do the most as...