Reborn as the Cinnabar Mole of the Prince of Beijing's Elite Circle

Aizen stopped in her tracks. This was the first time Xie Yu'an had actually sought her out. Naturally, she stopped for Xie Yu'an, turned around, and her eyes instantly locked onto him.

Xie Yu'an didn't want to say much. He took out the same photo. He was certain that Lan Mingqing knew An Cinian's identity. He would ask Lan Mingqing, but Lan Mingqing would only give him a perfunctory answer. He was unreliable. So he would try asking Lan Ran.

After all, everyone says that the one who can inherit Lan Mingqing's family business is definitely Lan Ran. Lan Xiao is just a young master who is not capable of anything. Lan Ran is different. He grew up with Lan Mingqing and was influenced by him. People who are raised by Lan Ran are always different.

So, having been by Lan Mingqing's side for so long and being his closest person, Aizen would probably know any girl Lan Mingqing knows.

Aizen followed Xie Yu'an's gaze and looked at the photo of the girl handed to him.

She's beautiful, that's the most immediate feeling. Secondly, this girl seems to miss someone a lot, someone for a long time, so long that she's almost forgotten that child.

She wasn't sure, though; her expression furrowed, she tilted her head, and said uncertainly, "I'm not sure, but this little girl looks a lot like..."

"Like who?"

Xie Yu'an couldn't wait to know.

Seeing Xie Yu'an's eagerness, Aizen tried hard to recall the lovely girls he had met over the years.

“I remember the Si family lost a daughter once, it’s been eighteen years now…” When she got to this point, she remembered that she had photos of them taken together when they were young on her phone, and quickly pulled them out to compare. “This was taken when we were six years old, when Grandpa took us to the Si family’s house. They look alike, the more you look at them, the more alike they look.”

Inazome contrasts these two girls from different periods.

The Si family!

An Cinian remained standing in front of the painting "Qing in My Eyes," completely absorbed in the moment.

They were completely unaware that a man had appeared behind them without their noticing.

"Like it?"

As the sound rang out, An Cinian turned around.

The man in front of me was dressed very casually, in just a white sweatshirt and light blue jeans, a stark contrast to the other people around him.

An Cinian was taken aback. These eyes were black, like obsidian, while her own eyes were amber. But why, why did she feel that if her eyes weren't amber, then they must be these eyes?

They're so similar, so alike, even more alike than Qi Yan's eyes!

"Qingqing, I've finally found you." His tone was filled with surprise, and his whole face was radiant with joy. But for some reason, An Cinian could also feel the man's tears welling up, because these words revealed that their relationship was extraordinary.

He longed to hug the girl in front of him, but then he remembered that this was their first meeting in nearly eighteen years. If he rashly hugged An Cinian, Qingqing would think he was a bad guy.

Qing...Qing? An Cinian suddenly remembered that Lu Ye seemed to have called her that as well.

What is the relationship between this girl named Qingqing and her?

"Are you... are you calling me?" An Cinian was a little uncertain, staring into the man's eyes, trying to find the answer she wanted in them.

"Watching the clouds by day, sleeping in the rain on a clear autumn night, Qingqing is you." The man nodded, tears welling in his eyes.

Their names were given by their grandfather, and Qingqing was the only child who was truly innocent and pure.

"what's your name?"

The man quickly took a step closer, swallowed hard, stood up straight, and extended his right hand, his eyes also filled with a smile: "This is the first time we've met in so many years. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Si, my given name is Muyun, and I am also your brother."

The surname Si is unique to the Si family, the richest family in Nancheng. So, the painter Yunqing is a member of the Si family. But why does this person still say that he is his brother?

what's the situation?

"You've mistaken me for someone else." Upon hearing the name Si family, she knew absolutely nothing about them, let alone that she was a member of the Si family.

"No! The pigeon birthmark on your left shoulder is a unique feature of the Si family. Your name should not be An Cinian, much less An Yu. Your name should be Si Qing. Si Qing is your real name."

Si Qing!

These two words triggered An Cinian's defense mechanism, causing her to tremble all over and take a step back in a panic, as if this name was the past she least wanted to mention.

"Bullshit."

An Ci Nian suppressed her uneasy thoughts and uttered these four words, trying to force herself not to recall bad things because of this stranger.

Si Muyun shook his head, wanting to step forward.

"Not allowed to move!"

The three large characters were shouted sharply to stop them. Everyone around was attracted by An Cinian's voice and looked at the two people standing on the opposite side with strange eyes, wondering what was going on.

Si Muyun indeed stopped moving, standing still, his gaze fixed on An Cinian. He spoke quickly and anxiously, "Qingqing, I'm sorry, I... I might have been too abrupt. I just really wanted to see you. I didn't mean anything by it..."

Like a child who has made a mistake, he hurriedly explained to An Cinian why he had suddenly barged in.

"Wife?"

Xie Yu'an's voice also rang out from behind An Cinian.

Hearing the gentle, all-too-familiar voice, An Cinian snapped out of her daze and turned to look at the man still carrying her crossbody bag. Xie Yu'an made her feel safer and more relaxed.

She moved her feet gently, reached out her arms, and hugged Xie Yu'an, who was striding over.

"Honey, let's go home."

Xie Yu'an caught An Cinian, nodded, his eyes filled with tenderness and determination. He turned to look at the man opposite him, his eyes questioning.

To be honest, Xie Yu'an was also stunned for a moment, because he found that the eyes of the man opposite him were so similar to those of An Ci's.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Before Si Muyun could answer, his assistant said promptly, "This is Mr. Yun Qing, the owner of this exhibition."

She knew that Si Muyun didn't like to mention his real name in front of outsiders.

"Hello, I'm the owner, my name is Si..."

However, this time, someone still answered first: "Honey! Let's go, don't worry about them, I don't know them~"

Even though An Cinian forcefully suppressed it, Xie Yu'an could still hear a slight tremor in his voice, and he tightened his grip on his arm.

"Okay, let's go home."

Xie Yu'an stopped paying attention to Si Muyun's presence, lowered his head, touched An Cinian's hair, coaxed her softly, and finally left in front of everyone, holding his wife's right hand.

Watching the girl he had been searching for for so many years turn and leave without hesitation, Si Muyun felt more sorrow than joy. The child who used to cling to him had become so unfamiliar. He understood that too much had happened in the past eighteen years, and these were insurmountable chasms standing between them.

Standing on the second floor, Qi Yan watched everything below and felt a direct sense of displeasure. Last night, he had emphasized to this person that An Cinian should not be allowed to leave under any circumstances. After all, people can only do what they want if they stay. But now, it's all for nothing.

They're unreliable people!

"Boss, An Wenxin is here."