The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 908

Chapter 908: 705 Tantan is the same age as you [2nd update]

The girl looked up at the sound.

At that moment, her eyebrows and eyes became clearer.

The sunlight painted her face with a delicate golden hue, her eyes cool like water.

It was as if a flawless sculpture opened its eyes, and the long-slumbering beauty awakened at this moment.

Su Wen stared blankly, her eyes suddenly becoming misty with gathering tears.

Even though she and Luyan met for the first time twenty-five years ago.

But because she had been asleep for twenty-five years, the first meeting felt like it was five years ago to her.

Everything was still vivid in her memory.

In that instant, she seemed to see Luyan walking towards her.

Not that the appearance was so similar, but the gaze.

Ying Zijin was also taken aback.

She stepped forward, about to bend down to pick up the lunch box.

But in the next second, her hand was grabbed.

The woman’s hand was icy cold, very much like winter snow, chilling to the bone. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Ying Zijin paused: "Aunt?"

"I’m sorry, I was too emotional." Su Wen wiped her tears, smiling slightly, "Xiao Xinnai told me that you’ve lived in Hua Country since childhood? Is that right?"

"Yes." Ying Zijin softly responded, "I was born in Hua Country’s Shanghai City, was trafficked as a child, and hadn’t left Hua Country until I was seventeen."

"I see." Su Wen murmured, "Did your parents treat you well? You are so beautiful and talented, they must like you very much, right?"

Ying Zijin fell silent for a moment: "They don’t like me."

Even though she had no real feelings for the Ying Family.

But she still wondered why there were parents in the world who only cared about interests and treated their children as tools.

Su Wen furrowed her brows, realizing it wasn’t a good question, she refrained from asking more.

She still held the girl’s hand, paused her voice, and asked again: "Nineteen this year?"

Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "Yes."

"If Tantan were alive, he would be your age now." Su Wen finally let go of her hand, lightly sighed, "I lost my composure earlier because of you..."

Ying Zijin understood what Su Wen was thinking.

Because she did indeed resemble Su Wen somewhat.

When Xinnai met her back then, he also made similar remarks.

Su Wen shook her head slightly and smiled: "Your nickname is Yaoyao, right? I’ll call you that from now on, it’s a really nice name."

She squatted down, picked up the lunch box, and handed it over: "Yaoyao, there are three hundred pieces of snacks inside, dozens of flavors, enough for you to eat for a while. When I finish dealing with the Leaangle Family matters, I’ll visit the research institute more often."

Su Wen spent all night yesterday making snacks.

This lunch box uses technology similar to a Space Folding Bag and can store many foods inside.

They won’t expire for fifty years.

Ying Zijin paused for a moment with her eyes, took it: "Thank you, Aunt."

"You’re welcome." Su Wen smiled, "You’re about to submit your experimental project at the end of the month, go and focus on your experiment."

She watched the girl leave before turning around and departing.

All the way, Su Wen appeared somewhat absent-minded.

She returned to the Leaangle Family’s estate, just meeting Moqian running towards her.

"Sister-in-law, is Fifth Sister alright?" Moqian’s anxiety wasn’t feigned, "I saw the news, it said only the divine doctor’s body was found, but not Fifth Sister’s."

Su Wen halted, glancing at him indifferently: "What do you think?"

Moqian didn’t dare to breathe heavily.

The explosion was massive; the divine doctor was blown up on the spot.

Even though there weren’t any traces of Sinai, it probably wasn’t much better.

"Sister-in-law, Fifth Sister has suffered a lot over the years too." Moqian wiped his sweat, "I’ve advised her several times, said the little miss is buried in the graveyard, but she persists in searching outside the city."

"Yet she still found many people back who do resemble you and Big Brother."

Upon hearing this, Su Wen’s expression stiffened: "Do you have photos? Show me."

Moqian didn’t dare to disobey, handed over the photos he had collected over the past ten years.

These were all photos of girls around twenty years old.

Sinai kept searching throughout these ten years, indeed found many candidates in O Continent who matched various criteria.

Su Wen looked at each photo one by one.

Each girl in the photos either resembled her or Luyan.

Some even bore up to eighty percent resemblance to her.

But none of them were right.

Su Wen fell silent, sighed.

Indeed.

She had personally buried Tantan, the tombstone had been carved by her own hands.

The dead cannot come back to life.

The City of the World and Hua Country are two far-apart places.

What exactly was she thinking?

Sinai didn’t know at the time, so she continued searching.

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