Ran Studio.
Since giving birth to Zhizhi, Yuran had actually made very few appearances in the studio, handling any business over the phone.
Annan usually dealt with her work in the studio and then simply reported back, but her frequent visits lately had made the staff feel uneasy.
Qi Younian asked directly and bluntly, "Could it be that the studio isn’t making a profit, or do you think it’s about to close down, since you’re coming by so often recently?"
Bo Yan looked toward ng Qiuyan through him; Qi Younian felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart and instantly felt uncomfortable, "Could it be..."
Yuran nodded, stepped past him, and stood in front of ng Qiuyan, then looked at her. ng Qiuyan was puzzled and t her gaze with a questioning look, "President Yu, you’re looking for again?"
Yuran humd a response, and ng Qiuyan was slightly stunned, then smiled, "Alright, where shall we talk?"
Yuran led her directly to Qi Younian’s office.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Qi Younian turned to Bo Yan, "Shall we talk?"
Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, seemingly in agreent.
The two then entered Kang Zhenyu’s office.
The rest of the staff exchanged looks, feeling that sothing significant might have happened that they weren’t privy to, which seed pretty unreasonable.
Then many heads gathered together.
They started to make a commotion.
"Do you think our studio is going through a reform?"
"No way, even if it’s a reform, they wouldn’t need to find Qiuyan specifically. Could it be that Qiuyan is getting shares?"
"Get out of here, what are you talking about? I think, could we be getting a major resource?"
"Then why not announce it together? Why the secrecy?"
It was insinuated, without explicit ntion.
The crowd’s confusion went unresolved, and they felt uncomfortable, as if sothing was off. The chubby guy and Xiaoxue both pushed themselves up and bowed out of the discussion. After all, there was no conclusion, and they might as well get back to work with plenty on their hands.
Ever since Yuran had sought her out the last ti, ng Qiuyan always felt that sothing was off. Now, with Yuran approaching her again, she was faintly speculating in her heart, but she dismissed all the notions.
The ages didn’t match, and many other details didn’t either.
She didn’t dare to entertain such thoughts.
She sat face to face with Yuran, who was carefully studying her features. ng Qiuyan fidgeted uneasily, not understanding what Yuran really wanted to do. Wanting to ask, she seed unsure how to broach the subject, as if sitting on pins and needles.
"You... Yuran, what exactly..."
"Qiuyan, if I were to say that I am your sister, would you..."
Her inner speculations were suddenly confird, and ng Qiuyan stiffened on the spot, her facial expression frozen. She watched Yuran, her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn’t utter a word. It didn’t seem possible, yet she couldn’t pinpoint why.
"Why would you say that?"
After a long ti, ng Qiuyan regained her voice, spoke faintly, and couldn’t suppress the tremble in her body. Her hands resting on the table also shook slightly.
Nothing matched up, how could she possibly be her sister.
After doubting herself for a while, she didn’t even wait for Yuran to explain, and continued, "Yuran, are you teasing for fun? This joke isn’t funny at all."
Yet, she was inexplicably hopeful.
But how could it be possible?
Yuran extended her arm and firmly grasped ng Qiuyan’s hand which was about to retreat under the table, looking directly into her eyes, "Qiuyan, I’m not making fun of you, I think you should understand, I’m not joking."
"How could this be possible?" ng Qiuyan couldn’t accept it for a mont and shook off Yuran’s hand, her face stiffened, and she imdiately apologized, "Sorry."
Yuran didn’t mind and shook her head, "You don’t need to apologize to . The person who lost you was ; it’s who should say sorry to you."
But ng Qiuyan still felt sothing was off, "No, you... "
"Qiuyan, let’s put it another way, I am Fu Yuran. If I say it like this, will it be easier for you to accept?"
"How could it?"
ng Qiuyan felt her brain was in turmoil, overwheld with information, and her mind was blank. She had no idea what Yuran had just uttered, feeling like she might have misunderstood sothing.
Under Yuran’s soothing, she gradually cald down and then stared at Yuran without blinking, "You say, you say... "
"Yes, I am Fu Yuran." Yuran nodded.
"But how could this be?"
ng Qiuyan still couldn’t understand.
With a bitter smile, Yuran explained, "It’s a long story, after I died, I codically remained in this body and beca Yuran."
ng Qiuyan’s pupils contracted sharply, "Was it Yinchao and Fu Bairan who killed you?"
Her voice was extrely cold.
Yuran felt a slight warmth in her heart, nodded, then shook her head, "Whether they did or did not, I will find out. I thought so before, but now, I don’t think they did."
ng Qiuyan looked at her cheek and smiled faintly, "Are you really my... sister?"
"Yes, I am."
Yuran admitted without any pressure, even with so joy, "Actually, you are the real Fu Bairan. I’m sorry, when you were young, I lost you and failed to find you imdiately, letting you suffer so much on your own. When I learned the news, I was afraid to face you;
Last ti I ca, I already had so leads, but I... was afraid of disappointing you, so I didn’t dare to say anything until I had proof. It’s only then that I dared to tell you;
I’m very sorry, I... "
ng Qiuyan crossed the table and suddenly embraced Yuran, burying her face in Yuran’s neck, "Don’t apologize, you did nothing wrong to ;
Although my mory is hazy, my sister has been very good to since I was little. We were little girls who lived in the cracks, trying to survive. How old were you back then? Did you really want to lose ? If you did, why would you look for after so many years?
Sister, I’m not ungrateful, you can learn to trust a little, I can handle it."
Yuran’s heart trembled, and she embraced her back, "Okay."
ng Qiuyan let go of her and wiped the tear streaks from her face, "That’s great, you are younger than now, I can protect you."
Yuran: "..."
ng Qiuyan, "Let’s not talk about what happened initially. Sister, how did you find ? I... "
Yuran, holding her hand and not letting go, "Qiuyan, we have three brothers who are all waiting for to take you back ho. I can tell you about my issues slowly, but them... I think you need to et them, they have also suffered a lot trying to find us both."
ng Qiuyan didn’t refuse. She thought she was alone, but now, her family was right there by her side, waiting for her recognition, and she couldn’t say no.
"Sister, what is my na?"
"Xi Bei, the ’Bei’ in treasure. Our brother is Xi Nian, the Xi Nian of Huanya."
ng Qiuyan was incredulous, Xi Nian, this na known to everyone, this person, was actually her brother?
Fate is really unimaginable, isn’t it?
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