After understanding animal language, the villainous girl is guaranteed to become a heartthrob.

Chapter 745 Born in 2001
Song Mingfei blinked, then smiled as well, "Yes, we two are indeed very destined for each other."

"Mingfei, it's a pleasure to meet you." Jiang Yuan looked at her, her tone full of sincerity.

Song Mingfei's smile deepened. "Actually, so am I."

Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows slightly, picked up the teacup in front of her, and said, "A toast to our tacit understanding and destiny."

"Cheers." Song Mingfei also raised her teacup and clinked glasses with her.

The two hit it off and even went out for dinner together.

It wasn't until later in the meal that Jiang Yuan mentioned Han Anduo.

"Actually, I met a girl in Jiangcheng a few days ago, and the first thing I noticed was that she looked a bit like Aunt Wenyin."

A hint of surprise flashed across Song Mingfei's face. "Looks like Mommy? What a coincidence... Do you have a photo?"

Jiang Yuan shook her head. "Her WeChat Moments are only visible for three days."

"I see." Song Mingfei nodded.

Jiang Yuan continued, "I think it's quite a coincidence that when she video-called me yesterday, I asked her about her family, and she said she grew up in an orphanage."

Song Mingfei's eyes widened instinctively, her face filled with shock. "Oh my god, you didn't actually find Mommy's biological daughter, did you...?"

Jiang Yuan blinked. "Could I really be that amazing?"

“I think it’s really possible,” Song Mingfei said earnestly.

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me." Jiang Yuan smiled. "Last night I asked Miss Han if she wanted to find her family, and she seemed quite interested."

Song Mingfei's eyes lit up, and her tone became more surprised: "Really?"

“Really.” Jiang Yuan nodded, her tone suggesting a discussion. “Mingfei, if it’s convenient, could you give me a picture of Aunt Wenyin? I’d like to send it to Miss Han.”

Song Mingfei didn't agree immediately, but asked, "What are your thoughts after seeing the photos?"

Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Hmm...maybe we can ask her to provide samples for a paternity test so that she and Aunt Wen Yin can have a paternity test done."

She looked at the girl opposite her and added, "However, the decision is yours. If you are not satisfied with this arrangement, then we'll pretend nothing happened."

Song Mingfei understood what she meant, of course.

She chuckled softly and said seriously, "I've made up my mind. I'm going to help Mommy find her biological daughter. I'm not just saying it."

Song Mingfei looked down, picked up her phone, selected a photo from her album, and sent it to Jiang Yuan. "I sent you Mommy's photo."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan smiled and nodded. "Leave the rest to me."

Actually, they were doing the same thing.

Song Mingfei wants to help Liu Wenying find her biological daughter, and so does Jiang Yuan, who hopes that Song Mingfei can reunite with Deng Rui.

Back at the East Bank Villa, Jiang Yuan sent Liu Wenying's photo to Han Anduo.

Jiang Yuan: [Ms. Han, I've managed to get the photos.]

She went to take a shower after sending the message, and it was half an hour later when she saw Han Anduo's reply.

Han Anduo: [Teacher Jiang, thank you! I'll take a closer look!]

Jiang Yuan replied with "You're welcome," then turned and picked up the hair dryer.

**
Jiangcheng.

When Han Anduo got home from get off work, the first thing she did was add some food to the kitten's food bowl. When she saw it come over to eat, a smile appeared in her eyes. She reached out and patted its head before getting up and going into the bathroom.

Hot water gushed down from the showerhead, the sound of water spreading throughout the small bathroom, and white steam quickly rose.

Han Anduo clutched her hair, which was soaked with foam, her mind filled with the photo Jiang Yuan had just sent her.

Elegant, sophisticated, and gentle.

That was her first thought when she saw the photo. After taking a shower, she played with the kitten for a while before casually wiping her face, lifting the covers, and lying down in the soft, comfortable bed.

Han Anduo picked up her phone and went into the photo album.

She subconsciously saved the photo that Jiang Yuan sent her.

She looked intently at the woman in the photograph.

The thought suddenly popped into my head—kindness.

Why do you think so?
Han Anduo stared blankly for a long time.

That night, she didn't open any apps and fell asleep while staring at the photos.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang as usual to wake up the working class.

Han Anduo quickly tidied herself up and went out. As she unlocked her phone at the subway entrance to scan the code to enter the station, the woman's gentle eyes came into view again.

Throughout the day, she would unconsciously open the photo album to look at that picture.

Having probably seen her so many times, my colleague sitting next to me couldn't help but ask, "An Duo, why have you been looking at this photo all day? Is that your mother?"

Upon hearing her colleague's words, Han Anduo's face flashed with embarrassment and shyness. She explained softly, "No... I just think it looks so good that I can't help but want to take a few more glances."

A colleague joked, "It really looks good. You can also go for this elegant style in ten years."

"How could I possibly become a wealthy woman?" Han Anduo pouted. "No matter how hard I work my whole life, I'll never become one."

"Who knows?" the colleague said with a grin. "You're so good-looking, maybe some rich kid will fall for you and change your life forever... Don't forget your old colleague then!"

Han Anduo knew she was teasing her and said irritably, "I'm not messing with you anymore, let's get to work."

In the following period, she put her phone in a drawer in an effort to control herself.

However, on her way home from get off work, Han Anduo couldn't help herself again.

She held onto the subway handrail with one hand and her phone with the other, the same photo still on the screen.

She wondered if she and this aunt really looked alike.
wrong.

There is one most important question.

Han Anduo quickly opened WeChat, found Jiang Yuan's chat window, and typed a message to send it:
[Teacher Jiang, if I may ask, does the woman in the photo have a missing child?]

After sending the message, Han Anduo's heart was filled with anxiety.

She gripped her phone tightly, pursed her lips, and even her breathing became cautious.

Time seemed to suddenly slow down very, very slowly.

Han Anduo waited for a while, then turned on the screen and glanced at it; only five minutes had passed.

She looked up and peered around cautiously, trying to distract herself from the people around her.

A slight vibration came from my palm.

Han Anduo quickly opened her phone and saw Jiang Yuan's reply. In that instant, her heart skipped a beat and then began to pound violently like a drum.

Jiang Yuan: [Ms. Han, it's quite a coincidence that I just learned that Aunt Wen Yin actually has a daughter who was switched at birth, born in 2001.]

Born in 2001...

Han Anduo covered her phone to her chest, her face filled with shock.

I was also born in 2001.

My phone vibrated again.

Han Anduo took a deep breath to calm herself and moved her phone closer to her face.

Jiang Yuan: [Ms. Han, may I ask what year you were born?]