Listening to Chen Bing’s long-winded speech, Jiang Tongyuan was so dumbfounded that he couldn’t utter a single word for a while, just staring at Chen Bing in astonishnt.
After a long ti, Jiang Tongyuan finally shook his head in disappointnt, "Alright, Chen Bing, I won’t waste words with you. The man beside , his surna is also Jiang, Jiang Ran’s Jiang. He had a granddaughter who went missing more than ten years ago. He has been searching all these years but has never been able to find her."
"The first ti I saw Ranran, I thought she looked familiar, but I couldn’t imdiately recall where I had seen such a face. It was only a few days ago when my old friend returned from another place, and we sat down for tea together, that I realized Jiang Ran resembles him."
"Perhaps you still feel there is no resemblance, but that’s mainly because this old man has aged, his skin has sagged, and his features aren’t as attractive as they used to be. If you had seen him when he was young, you definitely wouldn’t have any doubts."
Chen Bing sat up straight, quietly listening to Jiang Tongyuan speak, but the expression on his face remained unchanged from start to finish: You create the story, and I’ll watch you create it.
Seeing Chen Bing’s expression, Jiang Tongyuan was filled with rage.
Just as he was about to explode in fury, the elderly man beside him, who hadn’t spoken, finally took action.
Jiang Zhi took a photograph from his jacket pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Chen Bing.
Seeing this photo, Jiang Tongyuan quickly said, "Right, right, there’s a photo. Look here, this is what this old fellow looked like when he was young."
With suspicion, Chen Bing glanced at both of them, but he still picked up the photo.
The photo showed a young man.
He was wearing a white shirt, with his hair neatly combed.
His skin was fair, and his facial features were exquisite and attractive.
If it weren’t for the fact that the photo looked quite dated and the short hair unmistakably belonged to a man, Chen Bing could have sworn the person in the photo was Jiang Ran.
It really is... very similar!
Seeing the change in Chen Bing’s expression, Jiang Tongyuan finally felt more confident, "See, I told you, the two of them really look alike, as if they were carved from the sa mold. If it weren’t for this, would I just casually bring soone over to find you?"
Chen Bing looked at the photo a few more tis, but in the end, he still shook his head, "Even if they really look alike, I can’t lie to Ranran and bring her back. I can only write a letter to tell her about this, and whether she decides to co back must be her own decision."
Jiang Tongyuan frowned and didn’t answer imdiately. Instead, he looked at Jiang Zhi beside him, "What do you think?"
Jiang Zhi nodded, "I’ll write one too, and you can mail them together."
Helping to send a letter wasn’t a difficult task, so Chen Bing agreed without a second thought.
There was paper and pen available, so Chen Bing got up to get them, gave one set to Jiang Zhi, and then went to the other side with his own to start writing quickly.
Chen Bing wrote swiftly and wrote quite a bit.
But when he finished and returned, he found Jiang Zhi still writing.
Jiang Zhi sat up straight, and his hand holding the pen looked strong and vigorous.
He wasn’t writing fast, but when Chen Bing glanced casually, the characters on the letter were beautifully written.
Could they really be grandfather and granddaughter?
It’s one thing if they look alike, but even their handwriting is equally beautiful.
Of course, Chen Bing only mused about this in his mind and didn’t actually say it out loud.
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