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77: Chapter 77 Clues to One’s Background 77: Chapter 77 Clues to One’s Background At 8 p.m., on the top floor of Prosperous Haoting, this level did not serve customers, and stepping out of the elevator was a spacious residence.

The clean and simple lines of black and white gave the entire room a calm and atmospheric elegance.

A huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, a touch of luxury.

The warm yellow light illuminated the expansive room that occupied the entire top floor.

Sitting on the off-white sofa in the center of the living room were two exceptionally handsome men.

One of them wore gold-rimmed glasses with a face as warm and gentle as jade, his silver-gray suit perfectly outlining his tall and upright physique, clearly showing he was a refined elite, with a sense of austere beauty.

The other man, however, surpassed the refined one by far.

His body was tall and slender, and the black shirt and pants he wore exhibited his wild and explosive sexiness to the fullest.

The man’s facial features were sharply defined, almost as if they were sculpted to perfection.

His peach blossom eyes were slightly upturned, which should have appeared affectionate, yet held a cold and frosty feel.

Beneath his high nose, a set of lips that had led countless women to their doom was slightly pursed.

This man seemed like the unreachable Dark Night Emperor, dominating and noble!

This man was none other than Gu Yelin!

“What brings you to me so late at night?” His well-defined hand swirled the red wine in his glass, involuntarily bringing to mind the delicate face of An Yiqing.

“I wanted to ask you about a girl named An Yiqing.” An Zhihang, who had been restless these past few days, seemed somewhat agitated at the moment.

On hearing this, Gu Yelin’s dark eyes flickered, “What about her?”

“Lao San, are you well-acquainted with her?”

“Tell me the reason first,” Gu Yelin’s voice deepened, clearly carrying a warning.

“You’re playing dumb.” An Zhihang looked helplessly at his friend.

Lao San was always so imperceptible, “You should know that I lost a sister when I was young.”

“You think Qing is your sister?” Gu Yelin lowered his eyes, his expression unreadable.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I always feel an inexplicable sense of kinship when I’m around her,” An Zhihang recalled the first time he met An Yiqing, and couldn’t help but be somewhat lost in thought, “Her mannerism is so much like my mother’s, both so warm and genial…”

“Have you spoken to your uncle and aunt about this?”

“No.” An Zhihang shook his head, “I don’t dare tell my mother before I’m certain.

You understand; ever since my sister disappeared, her health has been declining…

The doctors say if she continues to be so depressed, she may not last much longer.” At this point, An Zhihang’s expression turned painful.

If it hadn’t been for his birthday that day, insisting on having his parents with him, maybe his sister wouldn’t have gone missing…

“This is not your fault,” Gu Yelin knew all too well the pain his friend had suffered over the years, “I can tell you about Qing’s background, but until we’re sure, you can’t disturb her.”

“Okay!

I promise you!” An Zhihang nodded vigorously, his palms sweating slightly.

“Qing is an orphan; nineteen years ago, she was picked up and raised by Ye Chenghong, the Sect Leader of Medicine Sect.”

With this revelation from Gu Yelin, An Zhihang was overwhelmed with excitement, his face showing eagerness: “If my sister hadn’t gone missing, she would be nineteen years old now!” He abruptly stood up and started pacing ceaselessly, “It has to be her!

She must be my sister!

Nineteen years, exactly nineteen years!

Everything fits!” Saying that, An Zhihang turned and dashed toward the elevator.

“What are you going to do?” Gu Yelin stepped in his way and reached out to stop An Zhihang.

“She’s my sister!

Lao San!

I have to find her!” An Zhihang, feeling agitated, grabbed Gu Yelin’s arm, “She has suffered so much out there, I need to bring her back!”

“Calm down!” Gu Yelin frowned slightly, his breath icy as he firmly gripped An Zhihang’s shoulder, “Nothing is certain yet, you are not allowed to disturb her!”

The pain in his shoulder and the icy breath brought An Zhihang back to his senses.

Right, he needed to verify everything first; otherwise, it would be a blow to both the girl and his parents.

“Everything is just your conjecture; all has to be backed by evidence!”

“Evidence?” An Zhihang paused, then realized, “Right!

When my sister was born, my mother placed a silver necklace on her!”

“Good, I’ll find a way to help you inquire.

But until we’re sure, you mustn’t tell her!

Otherwise, we can no longer be brothers!” Gu Yelin warned An Zhihang with a cold tone.

“You…” An Zhihang was taken aback.

Lao San seemed a bit off, could it be…

“Lao San, do you like her?”

“No.” Gu Yelin put down his wine glass and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, standing with his hands behind his back, “I love her, from the very first moment I saw her I’d decided.

With me here, no one is allowed to hurt her, not even you!”

An Zhihang was shocked as he looked at Gu Yelin’s silhouette.

This man, always so cold and heartless, had never shown interest in any woman.

Everyone thought this imperial man would live a life of solitary coldness, not realizing he just hadn’t met the right person.

Now that he had met that warm and lovely girl, it was natural for him to pour out all his life’s love for her!

“I will help you investigate this matter, control your emotions, your aunt can’t take any more blows.

Don’t worry about Qing, with me here, she won’t suffer.”

“Okay, thank you!” An Zhihang nodded with conviction, his eyes filled with emotion.

——Foodie Divider Line——

Saturday, the grand opening of Yuyuanzhai.

Since An Yiqing made a splash at the raw material market, her achievements in cutting two pieces of fine jade and a Glass-type Imperial Green weighing eighty pounds spread quickly within the circles.

Therefore, the opening of Yuyuanzhai attracted many visitors eager to see the Old Pit Glass Type Imperial Green for themselves.

At half past eight in the morning, An Yiqing had arrived at the shop early.

Today, An Yiqing forwent her usual simple white dress for a goose-yellow cheongsam.

The color of the cheongsam was a tender yellow, not at all making her look old-fashioned but instead revealed her slim figure and pure, spirited vibe perfectly.

The craftsmanship of the cheongsam was exquisite, clearly the work of a distinguished family.

The dress was hand embroidered with delicate white peony flowers, refreshing and elegant.