Gabriel carried Xiaolan back to the bed and let her lean against it. Then he left the space for the two sisters and went out to deal with some matters.

As Xiaolan drank the fish soup, her sharp eyes were fixed on Lan Xiaoling all the time. Her gaze was unfriendly, carrying a hint of coldness.

Lan Xiaoling, who was seriously busy, didn't notice. She neatly put the flowers she had picked in the morning into a vase and then busily folded the clothes that she had washed clean for her sister.

After everything was tidied up properly, she returned to the bedside and sat down.

"Sister, does the fish soup suit your taste?" she asked.

Xiaolan actually hadn't been drinking the soup and had been looking at Lan Xiaoling all the time, but she still nodded, "It's okay. Your cooking skills are good."

"Then you should drink more, sister. This fish soup is good for the healing of your wounds."

Xiaolan took a few sips and then put down the soup bowl. She said with a bit of guilt, "Xiaoling, I'm sorry. It's my fault that I've dragged you down."

"Sister, don't say that. We're sisters, family. There's no such thing as dragging someone down."

It was her sister who had made her who she was. Without her sister, there would be no Lan Xiaoling.

Therefore, everything she did was out of her own free will.

Xiaolan lowered her eyes, and there was an obscure light shining in her eyes. When she raised her head, she said, "Now that I'm back, and your brother-in-law is here too. The two of us can take good care of the two children. You should seriously consider your own future."

Lan Xiaoling waved her hand, "Sister, my matters aren't urgent. Even if I don't get married in the future, I can still live a good life on my own."

Having depended on Yuanbao for so long, Lan Xiaoling had already seen marriage in a more detached way. She even thought that if she couldn't find her sister, she would raise Yuanbao until he grew up.

Now that her sister was urging her to get married, Lan Xiaoling felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness.

"No woman doesn't get married. Besides, you're at the right age and you're beautiful. There must be a lot of men who like you," Xiaolan said again.

Lan Xiaoling didn't want to talk about this topic, so she changed the subject, "Sister, let's not talk about this. I have my own plans."

Plans?

What kind of plans?

Xiaolan's fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet. During the time she had been pretending to be stupid, she had seen this sister clearly.

She was delicate-minded but didn't know how to hide her feelings. The affection in her eyes when she looked at Gabriel was hard to conceal. I'm afraid that before long, she would fall in love with Gabriel.

Xiaolan didn't want this sister to become a stumbling block on the road of her relationship with Gabriel.

Of course, if she really hindered her happiness, then she couldn't be blamed for being unkind as a sister.

Jealousy filled Xiaolan's eyes, but in her heart, she was calculating how to find a boyfriend for her sister.

As long as her sister had someone by her side, she wouldn't be thinking about her own man anymore.

In this way, there was still a possibility of repairing her relationship with Gabriel!

...

The Solterra Palace.

Bradley was having the bed railing installed. Recently, Xin Yao was very fond of climbing up and down. She had almost fallen out of the crib yesterday, which had scared everyone badly.

Freya looked at the pink bed railing and lowered her head to say to the daughter in her arms, "Baby, you should play in the bed from now on. If you fall again, it will hurt."

Although it had been a false alarm yesterday, Xin Yao still had a bruise from the knock.

She had always been well-behaved, but she had also cried loudly because of the pain.

Just recently, Madeline hadn't been feeling well, so Freya hadn't let her come over. She had been taking care of the child alone, and as a result, something almost went wrong. This still made Freya feel scared.

Bradley also came over and stroked his daughter's head, dotingly saying, "After installing this bed railing, even if she's like a little crab, she won't be able to climb out."

The little one blinked her big eyes that were as black as grapes and giggled.

Soon she called out "baba" and "mama" again.

The milky and cute appearance could really heal people's hearts.

After the bed railing was installed, Freya put the child down. The little one, who was in the hyperactive period, immediately showed her skills again.

But after trying several times and failing to climb out of the bed railing, she looked at her parents with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

Seeing her like this, Freya felt a bit sorry and picked her up again.

"Baby, be good. As long as daddy and mommy are here, we'll take you out to play." After that, she turned her head to look at Bradley and continued, "Help me bring out the stroller. Let's take Xin Yao out for a walk."

"Okay."

Bradley quickly went to do it. When he came back, he was pushing a super luxurious and cute baby stroller.

After putting their daughter in it, the couple went to the back garden.

In this season, all the flowers in the garden were in bloom, and the air was filled with a fresh and pleasant fragrance.

Occasionally, a butterfly would fly by, and little Xin Yao watched intently, even wanting to reach out and catch the butterfly.

Freya smiled and said, "I used to think she was very well-behaved, not crying or making a fuss. But as she grows up, I realize that this child is a tough girl at heart."

Bradley curved the corner of his mouth, "She's like you."

This was really true.

As the child grew up day by day, she was completely a carbon copy of Freya. Especially those eyes, which were round and big, and when she cried, she was always particularly lovable.

And she learned things very quickly. She could crawl in just a few days, and now she could even stand up by herself while holding on to something.

"Is it bad that she's like me?"

"I like it. I like everything related to you," Bradley held her hand and kissed it.

Freya felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

The two walked forward along the cobblestone path. The cool breeze gently blew, and the fragrance filled their nostrils.

They sat down in a small pavilion not far away. Freya prepared milk for Xin Yao and let her hold it and drink by herself. Then she started to talk to Bradley about Xiaolan's situation.

"Mr. Lu should have told you that Xiaolan has regained consciousness," Freya said.

Bradley nodded, "He did."

Freya let out a hum, "Actually, she has been pretending to be stupid all along, just like I was back then, in order to survive."

Upon hearing this, Bradley was slightly taken aback.

Then he heard Freya continue, "After she tried to commit suicide by cutting her wrist, I felt something was even more wrong. When I went back during her amputation surgery last time, I later took a look at her wound. The smooth incision clearly showed that she had used a lot of strength. It's impossible for a stupid person to do such a thing."

After she said this, little Xin Yao had already drunk more than half of the milk powder. At this moment, she was also rolling her big eyes and listening to her.

Freya smiled and pinched her face, and asked Bradley, "Xiaolan should think that she doesn't deserve Mr. Lu, which is why she did such a thing that she couldn't think straight. So I want to ask you, has Mr. Lu remembered anything about the past at all? Or does he have any new feelings of love for Xiaolan?"

This was the key point.

After all, Xiaolan's current extreme behavior was largely due to her low self-esteem.

Moreover, she was emotionally sensitive. If Mr. Lu's feelings for her had changed, Freya was worried that Xiaolan would turn her love into hatred.

Bradley lazily leaned against the pillar and said indifferently, "Gabriel is very meticulous. He generally doesn't discuss matters of feelings with us brothers. However, regarding the issue of memory, he still has no recollection at all."