Ye Ningwan returned to the hotel and locked herself in the room, not allowing anyone to disturb her.
Mr. Zhan was anxiously worried and could only call Wangyue and Wu to another room for a detailed inquiry.
"What exactly happened today, tell me everything without leaving anything out."
Seeing Mr. Zhan so serious, Wangyue and Wu could only recount everything that happened today with the same grave expression.
"Mr. Zhan, that’s all, nothing else. We don’t know what happened to madam, it seems like after seeing that woman, she became a bit off." Wu said.
Mr. Zhan furrowed his brows, "Woman?"
Wangyue said, "A particularly beautiful woman, but she looks a bit like Miss Ye. Oh right, that little boy seemed to be called... Tianci, rather arrogant, I don’t know who he is related to in the Wan Family."
"Wu, go and find out about the Wan Family’s situation." Mr. Zhan said, "Find out all the information about all the members of the Wan Family."
Wangyue then asked Mr. Zhan, "Mr. Zhan, how is Miss Ye now? Can I go see her?"
"She said no one is allowed to disturb her, so you better not disturb her. Go enjoy yourself first, oh by the way, I heard Qiao Yichen is also here, you can contact him." Mr. Zhan said.
"Oh, Young Master Yichen is here? Great, I’ll go find him." Wangyue left excitedly hopping.
Mr. Zhan remained tight-lipped, pondering silently on what was going on with his Wanwan.
Soon, Wu returned, bringing back the information on the Wan Family.
The specifics couldn’t be found, but some general things could be found out.
"Wan Yufeng has three children in total, the eldest son is Wan Tianyi, there’s also a daughter, thirteen years old, in junior high, named Wan Tianning. Then there’s a six-year-old little son, named Wan Tianci, who should be the child we saw at the Wan Family. Their mother is surnamed Tang, named Tang Xiaowan, but I heard a rumor that Wan Tianyi is not really the biological son of Mrs. Wan. Mrs. Wan and Mr. Wan share deep affection but actually, she is his second wife."
"So, Wan Tianyi is not the biological son of this Mrs. Wan?" Mr. Zhan furrowed his brows, "Wait..."
Suddenly, Mr. Zhan thought of something, his expression turned heavy and he immediately inquired, "You said, what’s the name of this Mrs. Wan?"
"Surnamed Tang, Tang Xiaowan."
Mr. Zhan was shocked, frowning deep.
Seeing his reaction, Wu asked in confusion, "Boss, what’s wrong? Is there something off about this name?"
"Wanwan’s mother, her name is also Tang Xiaowan." Mr. Zhan said in a low voice.
"Ah?" Wu was surprised.
Soon he thought of that beautiful woman, and upon thinking carefully, she really looks quite like their madam.
"Could it be, she is madam’s mother? No wonder she looks so much alike."
"Do you have a photo of Tang Xiaowan?" Mr. Zhan asked.
Wu quickly pulled out his phone and brought up a photo of Mrs. Wan.
Mr. Zhan took a glance at the photo, his brows furrowed even tighter.
He told Wu, "Don’t voice this out first, you may go now."
Mr. Zhan went to Ye Ningwan’s room.
When Ye Ningwan heard the door open, she frowned irritably, "I told you, don’t disturb me."
"It’s me." Mr. Zhan said.
He walked in, went to Ye Ningwan’s side.
Ye Ningwan looked up at him.
Mr. Zhan sat beside her, wrapping her shoulders, "I know everything now."
"What do you know?" Ye Ningwan’s body trembled slightly.
"That Mrs. Wan you met?"
"Just looks similar." Ye Ningwan immediately said with a stern face.
"I asked Wu to find out her information, knowing that her name is also Tang Xiaowan."
If the resemblance in looks was merely a coincidence, the identical name made it too much of a coincidence.
Recalling the encounter with Wan Tianyi, and Wan Tianyi’s attitude towards them, everything had a clear trail.
Neither were fools, lots of things made sense when thought through carefully.
Ye Ningwan had already figured it out, which is why she refused Wan Tianyi’s kind invitation for them to stay at the Wan Family, insisting on returning.
Wan Tianyi was older than her, if that Mrs. Wan was indeed her, then Wan Tianyi must not be Mrs. Wan’s biological son.
Before figuring out what was going on, she couldn’t stay and be Wan Tianyi’s pawn.
"What did Wu find out?" Ye Ningwan murmured.
Mr. Zhan recounted the information to her.
Ye Ningwan chuckled bitterly, "Sure enough, Wan Tianyi is not her biological son. That’s why she showed such a surprised look when seeing me, that’s why she warmly invited us to the Wan Family as guests."
"Can you be certain, that is your mother?" Mr. Zhan asked again.
Ye Ningwan bit her lip.
She was very hesitant to be certain.
But when she saw that Mrs. Wan’s face, she was certain.
Even though her parents’ appearance had faded in her mind. Even though so many years had passed, and many things had blurred.
Yet, when she saw her again.
Seeing her appearance, at that moment, there was no doubt, she was her mother.
The natural blood bond made her unable to even doubt.
She was very certain, that was her mother.
But why was she still alive?
If she was alive, why hadn’t she looked for her?
She even got married and had children.
"Seems like you are already certain." Mr. Zhan held her hand.
"How do you think... she survived?" Ye Ningwan murmured.
Mr. Zhan said, "But no matter what, surviving is always a good thing."
Ye Ningwan smiled bitterly.
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But some things when probed into, feel chilling.
That car accident, she always thought it was Fu Wenfang’s revenge on her parents.
She hated Fu Wenfang, but everything was clear and plain.
But now her mother is still alive, and doing well.
Then previous speculation and judgment no longer remain as clear as before.
Especially since she has a daughter, who is already thirteen years old.
Calculating the age, meaning, not long after her accident, she got pregnant and had a daughter.
Then what is she supposed to be, and what about her father?
"Wanwan, I’ll help you find out the truth." Mr. Zhan held her hand.
Ye Ningwan leaned on his shoulder, murmuring, "I still remember how much my parents loved each other. My mother liked to eat Jiangcheng’s crystal cakes, but only the one from the shop at the West Gate was the best, the most authentic. But the old lady who made the cakes was aged, and only sold them in the morning. After nine, the shop would close. My father knew my mother loved eating them, so in the morning, he would drive out early to line up. My mother once said, in this world, no one treated her better than my father. The greatest fortune of her life was marrying my father."
"If you want to know the reason, just ask her. I’ll arrange for you to meet her. Ask her directly, and everything will be clear." Mr. Zhan held her hand tenderly.