The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

The four people in the living room remained silent for a long time. Zhou Jiayue seemed to have thought of something. Her expression became very agitated, her eyes widened, and she stared straight at Zhou Yanhuan.

"Mr. Z is the same as Mr. Zhou, right!" Zhou Jiayue excitedly voiced her bold idea.

"Yes, that's exactly what you think, sister." Zhou Yanhuan didn't hide anything and gave a firm and affirmative answer.

"No wonder, you've never celebrated your birthday since you were little, but you posted that kind of birthday greeting on Weibo a few days ago." Zhou Jiayue suddenly remembered what had happened before and realized what had happened.

"No, what kind of riddles are you two sisters playing? I can't understand a word of it." Zhou Jiayu protested urgently, looking at what Zhou Yanhuan and Zhou Jiayue were saying, as he hadn't understood a single word.

"Zhou Jiayu, if you don't understand, who can you blame? It's all because you're such an incompetent older brother! Think about it, you and Zhenzhen are both celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry, but you're not in the same company, which is strange enough. But what's even more outrageous is that Zhenzhen's birthday was trending on social media, and you didn't even know!" Zhou Jiayue retorted without hesitation when she heard Zhou Jiayu's protest.

Zhou Jiayu immediately retorted, "Of course I know! It's just a Weibo post! Zhou Yanhuan's name represents top-tier popularity in the Chinese entertainment industry, so it's perfectly normal for her to be trending at number one. The main point we need to discuss now is who the biological father of these two children is, and what does that have to do with Zhenzhen's Weibo post that day?"

At this moment, Feng Muyang, who had been sitting quietly next to Zhou Jiayu, slowly spoke up: "Mr. Z's surname is Zhou, and he was born on the same day, month, and year as Yan Huan. If I'm not mistaken, the biological father of those two children should be Mr. Z. Moreover, he obviously already knew your true identity. But here's the question: why aren't the children with their father?"

Feng Muyang's words were like a lightning bolt that cleaved through the fog in Zhou Jiayu's mind. He seemed to have suddenly unlocked his potential and looked at Zhou Yanhuan excitedly, saying, "My little aunt, did you have any children who were left to wander in the Zhou and Xie families, or suffered outside?"

"Let me tell you a story, a secret I've kept hidden in my heart." Zhou Yanhuan looked at everyone, her expression calm, but her heart was filled with turmoil. She took a deep breath, as if to release all the pent-up emotions in her heart, and then slowly began to tell her story: "The year I was born, because I was the only child in my family, but everyone in the aristocratic circles of the capital knew that every time a Zhou family member was pregnant, she would give birth to twins, but my mother only gave birth to me, a girl. When I was three years old, a rumor spread in the aristocratic circles."

They say that because I ate my own siblings when I was in my mother's womb, my parents broke the Zhou family tradition.

Fortunately, my parents didn't believe the rumor. They still doted on me and didn't have a second child.

Because of this, my father's parents argued with him countless times. He didn't like me either, so I took my mother's surname.

Zhou Yanhuan's voice carried a hint of heaviness, as if bearing the weight of years of pressure and grievances. Her eyes revealed a kind of resilience, a strength forged through countless hurts.

Upon hearing this, the people around fell silent. They couldn't imagine that a child could suffer such a cruel attack of rumors, and they were truly admirable that Zhou Yanhuan could persevere.

“When I was a child, I would feel sad and confused whenever someone mentioned this rumor. I didn’t know why people would say that, and I didn’t know what I had done wrong.”

Zhou Jiayu and Feng Muyang listened intently, never expecting to hear such a heartbreaking story. Zhou Jiayu clenched his fists, a flicker of anger and heartache in his eyes. Feng Muyang remained silent, listening quietly as Zhou Yanhuan continued.

Zhou Yanhuan paused for a moment, then continued, "Until the night before my fourth birthday, I had a strange dream. In the dream, I clearly saw the day my mother gave birth to me. It turned out that before I was born, my two older brothers had already come into this world. However, the wicked thing was that my mother was drugged by the doctor who delivered her, and lost her memory of my brothers. Then, I was born safely, and my mother mistakenly thought that she had only given birth to one child. But that was not the case. My brothers were taken away by the doctor and nurses bribed by my mother's then nominal father—that cruel beast Zhou Zu'an—and were brutally strangled. However, the doctor had a change of heart during the execution and abandoned my two brothers separately. In the end, he lied to Zhou Zu'an and said that my brothers were dead. Since that dream, I have never celebrated my birthday again."

She took a deep breath, a hint of pain and helplessness flashing in her eyes: "I didn't tell my parents that I saw my brother in my dream. On the one hand, I was very afraid of Zhou Zuan when I was young, afraid that he would find out the truth and hurt my parents and my two young brothers who I didn't know where. On the other hand, I was only four years old at the time, and no one would believe a child's dream."

The three people's eyes reddened when they heard Zhou Yanhuan's words; they looked at her with shock and heartache.

Zhou Yanhuan's gaze was calm and resolute, but her eyes were slightly red. She gently bit her lip, seemingly trying to control her emotions.

Tears welled up in Zhou Jiayue's eyes. She gripped Zhou Yanhuan's hand tightly, her voice trembling as she said, "Zhenzhen, all these years, you've traveled everywhere, just to find them... How could you bear all this alone? You should have told us, so everyone could help search! That way you wouldn't have to suffer so much..."

Zhou Jiayue was filled with self-blame and guilt. She had always thought that Zhou Yanhuan simply loved traveling and pursued freedom, but she never expected that there was such a profound reason behind it.

Zhou Yanhuan smiled and shook her head, saying softly, "It's alright, Sister Jiayue. I've now proven that the dreams I had as a child were real, and I've found one of my brothers."

Her tone was calm and composed, as if she were already used to this arduous search. However, only she knew how many difficulties and setbacks she had encountered along the way.

Zhou Yanhuan gazed quietly into the distance, recalling that illusory dream from her childhood. Perhaps it was that longing for family affection, and the special bond between her and her brothers, that drove her to keep moving forward, searching for those two relatives she had never met.

Now, she has finally found one of them, which undoubtedly gives her the courage and confidence to continue her search. Although the road ahead is still long and full of unknowns, she firmly believes that as long as she perseveres, she will one day find her other brother and achieve a complete family reunion.

"Found them?! Where are they? Why didn't you bring them back?" Zhou Jiayu asked curiously, his eyes darting around as if searching for someone.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanhuan's eyes instantly reddened, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Her voice was hoarse, filled with sorrow and helplessness: "I can't bring him back... He was a soldier who sacrificed his life in the line of duty. Moreover, one of his comrades was a friend of mine, and his superior gave our kinship report to that friend. Because he couldn't stand seeing the child being abused by his brother's girlfriend's relatives, that friend told me the news and helped me regain custody of the child at the Imperial Capital Military Region."

Feng Muyang smiled slightly and asked softly, "Then what about the child's mother? After all, it's best for the baby to stay with the mother."

Zhou Yanhuan's eyes reddened even more, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam: "She also passed away due to postpartum hemorrhage. Therefore, from today onwards, I will raise these two children; they are my own children."

Upon hearing Zhou Yanhuan's decision, Zhou Jiayue and the other two couldn't help but show surprise. They knew that this decision would make Zhou Yanhuan the only princess in the royal family to be pregnant out of wedlock, which was undoubtedly a major breakthrough.

Zhou Yanhuan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her expression becoming serious: "So, please tell the elders and brothers and sisters in the family to keep this a secret, especially Mr. Zhou Jiayu."

Zhou Yanhuan's gaze swept over Zhou Jiayu, then the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, revealing a faint smile. This smile sent a chill down Zhou Jiayu's spine, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing Zhou Jiayu's nervous expression, Zhou Yanhuan felt secretly pleased. She was very satisfied with the half-true, half-false story she had fabricated, as well as her excellent acting skills. In this way, she could protect both the child and her brother and sister-in-law who were on an undercover mission.

Zhou Jiayue and the others watched Zhou Yanhuan silently, their eyes filled with doubt and worry.