tting more and more interesting."Bao Ge, a person's subconscious is the truest. Admit it, you are in love with Shen Ningran."Bo Jin's face darkened further, Bai Xiyao could feel the air in this nearly...The woman looked at the old man silently for a few seconds, then knelt respectfully before him in the astonished gaze of the frail old man.

"Grandpa."

"You" the old Master Shen exclaimed in disbelief, "Shen Ningran, what are you doing This can't be..."

The old man stood up, forgetting even his cane. He supported himself with the table and walked over.

He frowned, his eyes fixed intently on the face that was exactly like Shen Ningran's.

The faces were exactly the same, even their voices and mannerisms were similar. But Shen Ningran wouldn't call him grandpa, nor would she make such a gesture of kneeling.

"You are not Shen Ningran, who are you"

The woman raised her eyes to look at the old master, revealing a faint scar on her arm. "Grandfather, I am Yan Qing."

The old man's rigid gaze flickered, staring at the familiar scar. His eyes widened in disbelief, fixated on her for a long time before he found his voice from the shock, "You... you are really Yan, Yan Qing"

Smoke cleared her throat, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Old Master, "Yes, Grandpa. It's me, Smoke."

"You This I..."

The old master stared at her, speechless for a moment. After a long time, the old man finally spoke, "You didn't die back then"

Bo Yan Qing, whose original name was Chu Yan Qing, is the adopted daughter of Bo Ming Jian. She changed her name to Bo Yan Qing after entering the Bo family.

But that year, the seemingly accidental accident not only took Bo Mingjian's life but also vanished Bo Yanqing.

Everyone thought she was dead too.

Unexpectedly, she is still alive.

Now looking at this face, if she hadn't personally spoken about her being a thin smoker, Old Master Bo would definitely not believe it.

"Yes, Grandpa, I'm alive." Bo Yanqing's eyes were red-rimmed, tears shimmering within. "I'm so sorry, Grandpa. Thirteen years... to meet you like this."

The old man hurriedly reached out and helped her up, "Get up, child. There's no need to apologize. I'm so happy you're alive. Just..."

The old master looked at Bo Yanqing's pale face, still a little dazed.

Like! It's so alike, every move is exactly like Shen Ningran.

Bo Yanqing raised her hand and gently touched her face, a faint smile appearing. "Grandfather, is that what you want to ask me Why I look exactly like Shen Ningran"

"For eight years, before I turned twenty-three, I spent every day on plastic surgery and perfecting myself to become just like Shen Ningran. Every move, every expression, every smile... Grandfather, do I look like her now"

"Exactly! No, it's exactly the same!"

If she went out and said her name was Shen Ningran, no one would suspect anything.

Bo Yan smiled lightly, "Then it's good, then my efforts weren't in vain."

"Why did you do this If you weren't dead all those years ago, why didn't you come back"

It has been thirteen years since Li Bo Ming-jan passed away. Back then, Bao Yanqing was only fifteen years old. She spent eight years transforming herself into Shen Ningran...

The old man was puzzled for a moment.

A thin veil of smoke helped the old man to his chair.

"Grandpa, this story is a long one. I'll tell you all about it when we have time. You just need to know that everything I've done is to avenge my father. He was the best person I've ever known, and he was murdered. This revenge must be taken."

“I have found that woman, and I will make her suffer unbearably. I want her to watch her own daughter die before her eyes, and I want her to taste the pain of losing a loved one.”

Bo Yānqīng said in a low voice, his eyes glittering with ruthlessness.

"Have you found her"

"Yes, but we can't openly move against her right now. But Grandfather, rest assured, my thirteen years weren't wasted. I have a plan. This return was solely to see you. I have matters to attend to and cannot stay long. I also hope Grandfather won't tell anyone about our meeting."

Old Master Bo looked at Bo Yanqing, his eyes full of satisfaction. "It's hard for you to have done so much for Mingjian."

Bó Yān qīng qīng yáo tóu, "bù, yé ye, wǒ de mìng shì fù qīn jiù de, wǒ fù chū yīqiè dōu shì zhí dé de."

The old man nodded with satisfaction. "Good child, Mingjian, it was indeed the right decision to adopt you back then. Go ahead and do it. If you need Grandpa's help, just ask."

"Thank you, Grandpa. I will contact you if I need anything."

After finishing, Bo Yanqing put on her hat and said, "Grandfather, I'm leaving first."

"Go, take care of yourself."

"I understand."

Bo Yanqing walked out of the study, lowering his hat brim and quickly going downstairs towards the back door. A servant carrying something came over and, in a moment of carelessness, bumped straight into Bo Yanqing.

The maid hurriedly apologized, and as she looked up, she saw the pale face of Shen… "Miss Shen"

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