"Please don’t mind."
"It’s okay, child." Mr. Feng walked in with firm steps, refusing the assistance offered by Housekeeper Xing. He walked to Sheng Ning’s bedside and studied her closely.
"So alike, simply so alike." His face bore a distant, weathered smile, as if it transcended ti, gazing at Feng Zhifen from the past.
As if he were still a young man admiring his radiant sister, with heartfelt worship and yearning.
Under his gaze, Sheng Ning didn’t know how to react and turned to Gu Yunbo for help.
Gu Yunbo, with no sense of loyalty, shrugged and gave an expression of ’You’re on your own.’
Sheng Ning then looked at the girl who entered with the old man, her face delicate, dressed in an expensive gown, clearly from a prestigious family. On inspecting the girl’s face, she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. Sheng Ning touched her own face and abruptly realized they bore a resemblance.
With this realization, her doubts vanished.
She politely nodded to the girl.
Feng Zhenzhen hadn’t moved her gaze away from Sheng Ning’s face since entering, her gaze was much more conflicted. anwhile, her heart was waging a battle; she knew very well why she stood out among the many family descendants.
It was because she resembled Grand Aunt.
Now that soone even more resembling, the direct relative of Grand Aunt, has appeared—would she still have any standing in the family?
A flash of murderous intent flickered deep in her eyes.
But Sheng Ning sharply caught it.
"Child, you should call Grand Uncle." After a long while, Mr. Feng finally reacted, looking at her expectantly.
"Grand Uncle." Sheng Ning responded swiftly.
"Can I call you Ningning?"
"Sure, at ho both Grandpa and Uncle call that." This na made her feel intimate, as if the warmth from having family all stemd from those two words, Ningning.
"Ningning." The old man was as joyful as a child.
Housekeeper Xing brought a chair for the old man to set by the bed, allowing him to sit.
"By the way, Grand Uncle, how did you know my na was Sheng Ning?" Sheng Ning asked casually.
Before the old man answered, Feng Zhenzhen couldn’t help shouting, "Grandpa, she... she is the real Sheng Ning? Then the one at ho is just an impostor?"
"That’s correct."
"Damn!" Feng Zhenzhen’s face turned ashen, she had endured her flaunting and smugness in front of her, only to find she was an impostor. If this were to get out, where would her reputation stand? Wouldn’t she completely lose face?
"The impostor at ho?" Sheng Ning muttered to herself, the only person capable of impersonating her must be Qin Cuifen, other than her, it couldn’t possibly be anyone else.
"That person is Qin Cuifen, Julian’s lover."
"I see." Mr. Feng had already figured most of it out.
But Feng Zhenzhen couldn’t swallow this anger, she resolved that once she returned, she would make her pay the price.
"I want to drive her out."
Mr. Feng didn’t speak, clearly consenting. He had his own considerations; if Ningning were to move back, there couldn’t remain a deceitful impostor at ho.
"Ningning, co back and live with !"
Sheng Ning involuntarily glanced at Feng Zhenzhen, shook her head, and said, "Mr. Daives, my current boss, is very good to , so I won’t move back. Besides, I’m planning to return to the country; once my confinent is over, and my child grows a bit, I’ll be going back."
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