Jiang Ruan was surprised to discover that such an entrepreneur, positioned highly in society, could possess such an easy-going personality without any sense of superiority.
She shrugged nonchalantly, "I really like Xiaoshu, but how long has she been in this situation?"
Yun Lan appeared lost in thought, his expression gradually becoming faraway.
"Since she was very little, doctors said she's autistic. But despite consulting countless experts over the years, we haven't seen any significant improvement. They say her symptoms are milder than most with autism, yet there hasn't been any progress."
"Was she born like this? Or was it something that happened later?" Jiang Ruan was a little confused.
Yun Lan seemed to hesitate.
Eventually, he shook his head with a sad chuckle.
"Maybe her mother's death hit her hard."
Since her mother passed away, Yun Qianshu's condition seemed to worsen.
Jiang Ruan looked as if she had an epiphany.