In the eyes of adults in the orphanage, Little Yuan was someone who matured early. She would always wash up the quickest in the morning. So despite being mute, she obtained the love of many people instead of discrimination.

She loved to smile the most, which would always reveal her lovely dimples akin to a fallen angel.

When Chen Juan came to the dorms, Little Yuan was already prepared. She was leaning against a tattered desk, reading books as the light of dawn shone on her face, making her seem lovely. Seeing this scene, Chen Juan sighed. How good would it be if she could speak?

In the past, Lu Shimiao had also brought Little Yuan to an otolaryngologist. However, the doctor was also helpless against her condition. Little Yuan’s issue wasn’t her throat, but her nervous system.

“Little Yuan, why did you wake up so early?” Chen Juan approached with a smile. She saw that the book on the desk was a gift from Lu Shimiao yesterday, and it looked like Little Yuan loved it a lot.

Hearing the commotion, Little Yuan turned her head and replied with hand signs, “Mummy Lu said that...