Chapter 2808: Chapter 2808: See and Understand Clearly! (Part 3)
Meimei’s heart gave a sudden jolt; she felt as if she’d stepped into a trap, and now there was no way out.
Her pale, scallion-white fingers gently stroked the outermost wooden carving; gritting her teeth, she took it out and placed it on the table.
One after another, Meimei repeated the same motion, taking out all the wooden carvings inside.
"One, two, three... twelve, thirteen, fourteen..." There was still one more!
Meimei stared at the wooden carvings neatly lined up on the table, arranged from large to small. As she looked, an indescribable feeling slowly rose in her heart.
The smaller the carving, the more it looked like her...
The fourteen wooden carvings on the table were like a miniature record of a little girl growing up, and now only the smallest one was left inside.
Meimei walked to the safe. She didn’t dare look inside; she couldn’t even describe what she was feeling.
When her fingertips brushed the little wooden figure, her fingers couldn’t help but shrink back.
She took a deep breath, reached out again, and grabbed it abruptly.
Cradling it like a precious treasure, she carefully took it out.
When she saw the small wooden carving clearly, her petite body suddenly trembled; she froze in place, and the carving slipped from her palm, falling at her feet with a dull thud.
Meimei’s big, crystalline eyes flew wide open, as if she were seeing something unbelievable.
She stayed dazed for several minutes before her pupils slowly moved. Her first reaction was to look at the wooden figure on the ground; like a robot, she stiffly bent down, reached out, picked up the little carving by her foot, and stared at it blankly.
Her pale, slender fingers stroked the little wooden carving’s face over and over, and the dress carved on its body...
A princess dress.
Her very first princess dress—she would never forget it.
When Dan Tingye gave her that princess dress, he told her that it didn’t matter that she had no father; she would always be his little princess, and with him around, no one would be allowed to bully her.
After that, she treated the dress like a treasure and hid it away, never willing to wear it again, afraid she might dirty it or tear it. Only when she went to sleep would she carefully take the dress out of the wardrobe and hold it in her arms.
Ye Mingmei had tried many times to persuade her, but couldn’t; thinking she just liked princess dresses, she later bought her a whole pile of them. But in Meimei’s heart, no matter how many princess dresses she had, none could compare to the one Dan Tingye had given her.
She had even worn that dress to be his little wife...
Even if it was just a childish game of playing house, it became an indelible mark in her memory.
Meimei looked at the small wooden carving lying quietly in her palm. Memories surged over her like crashing waves, drowning her in an instant... Silent tears fell, landing heavily on the carving.
Her hands trembling, she clutched the small wooden figure tightly and walked toward the table step by step, placing the last carving down at the very end... like laying the final piece of a puzzle; in that instant, every question found its answer.
It was her.
Not Youyou.
It was her! The owner of these carvings was her...
"Bang—"
Meimei stared at the scene before her in disbelief. Her tear-blurred eyes blinked hard, afraid it was just an illusion. Her knees went weak and she nearly collapsed; she hurriedly reached out to brace herself against the table, then turned, stunned, to look at Dan Tingye.
She watched him rise from the chair and walk toward her through her blurred tears, step by step. His voice was low and husky, each word deliberate.
"Have you seen it clearly now?"