"Wanda, come and see the theme of this competition. Do you want to have a try?" Bishura came back with a poster of the competition and handed it to Wanda, who was playing with Estella.

Wanda handed Estella to Joan, wiped her hands and took it over to have a look. "No, I want to play with Estella every day."

"You are my student and my daughter. How can you just want to play every day?" Bishura looked at Wanda in surprise. Every time she thought of any design before, her eyes would shine with a very charming light. She was born with fashion blood.

Wanda lowered her head gently and said, "But Dad, I don't know why, I have forgotten what happened in the past. I asked the doctor and he said that I might recover in a period of time, or I might not get my memory back for the rest of my life. If you don't believe me, you can ask Joan. She went with me."

Joan nodded immediately.

"I can't remember anything now, including the design."

After thinking for a while, Bis

t." Wanda sighed, "I don't want to disappoint dad. I can't win in the design competition. I know they want me to go out as soon as possible, but... Isn't it good now?"

Perhaps it was because Wanda had thought it through, she looked relaxed. "When I woke up, I was told that I had a one year old daughter. I missed too much memories with her, and now I should try my best to make up for it. As for other things, I haven't been prepared yet. I think my father is just afraid that I will be afraid. He wants me to learn more about the past and maybe I can get my lost memory back. But now I have thought it through. Many things can't be forced. What if I really think of everything all of a sudden one day?"

Turning her head to look at Joan, Wanda suddenly asked, "Where are you from?"

After hesitating for a while, Joan answered, "S City."

"S City... I've never heard of it." Wanda just asked casually, and then walked towards home with a smile. "Estella should be hungry."