In the banquet hall at this mont, soone had already recognized the face of the new arrival, and one by one, their faces showed expressions of horror.
A person who recognized the newcor kept shaking their head, unwilling to believe what their eyes were seeing: "Impossible, impossible, there must be sothing wrong with my eyes. The person has clearly passed away, how could they be alive again after so many years? I must be seeing things."
Among the crowd, there were many such murmurs.
"An Liyang? How could it be? How could it be?"
Soon, the na An Liyang spread among the crowd, and everyone was discussing this na, including those who were not unfamiliar with it like Xi Shaoqi and others.
"How could it be, this person is not supposed to be here?" Lan Luo slightly opened his mouth, beginning to doubt his own eyes like everyone else.
Afterwards, he exchanged a confused gaze with Third Young Master Xi next to him, who also felt inexplicably bewildered: "Maybe they just look similar."
Rocky imdiately refuted his words: "No, unless they’re twins, it couldn’t be such a resemblance."
Things seed to be getting stranger, a sentint shared by everyone.
Only Lin Mubai felt differently in his heart; his heart was filled with fear as he looked at the familiar silhouette, walking step by step towards the person standing at the banquet hall entrance, his back towards him. For so reason, he felt a sense of impending loss.
An Nan, under the gaze of everyone, walked forward step by step. At this mont, her eyes brimd with tears, and she stared unwaveringly at the distant figure, not daring to blink even slightly. She seed afraid that if she blinked, the person before her would vanish, and she was extrely scared of that feeling of loss, driving her to madness.
Finally, when there were only three steps between them, An Nan stopped nervously and uneasily, her lips trembling slightly, trying to speak several tis but ultimately saying nothing. At this mont, the moisture deep in her eyes began to gently roll down her face.
The man opposite her, his deep gaze had been fixed on her, then he raised a corner of his mouth in a slight, ambiguous smile, walked forward slowly, and lifted his hand to gently wipe the tears from An Nan’s cheek, then spoke dotingly: "How is it that after all these years, you’re still such a crybaby? Aren’t you embarrassed?"
With just one sentence, the years of An Nan’s resolve completely crumbled; she threw herself into his arms, sobbing loudly.
Her cries simultaneously attracted Xi Xilan, who was crouched on the ground in utter confusion. When she clearly saw the person An Nan was hugging, she scread in panic and loss: "Son." Then she crouched on the spot, eyes widened in disbelief.
This cry was heard by the person holding An Nan, and through the crowd, his gaze fell on her, appearing calm as if he didn’t recognize her.
The next mont, Xi Xilan snapped to reality, stood up like a madwoman, rushed madly towards the banquet hall entrance, and crazily pulled Lin Annan away, shouting at her: "You vile woman, don’t touch my son. Get away, get away, get away."
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