She was curious and bright, and every time she learned something new, her smile grew a little wider.
But even with all the love and fun, Qiao Yun sometimes fell quiet. She would walk up to Yu Holea, hug her tightly, and whisper, "What if I'm not real? What if I'm not your daughter?"
Yu Holea's heart ached every time she heard that.
They had done more than ten DNA tests. All the results had said the same thing: Qiao Yun was their biological daughter. But no matter how many times they told her that, she still felt unsure.
Yu Holea would always hold her close and say, "You are my daughter. No test can prove that more than my heart already knows."
And Qiao Yun would nod quietly, though her eyes still looked lost.
Meanwhile, Qiao Zhen never complained. He knew his parents were focusing more on Qiao Yun, and he didn't get jealous. Instead, he stayed busy making things for his sister, bracelets, earrings, small carved animals, and even hairpins.
