After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan sat beside him, watching the stranger she had just met, and chatted enthusiastically with Chen Mo.

They were talking about topics within the computer industry, which she neither understood nor was interested in.

So she pointed in the direction of the restroom to Chen Mo, then silently got up and left.

A few minutes later, Lan Yujuan came out of the restroom, and the waiter proactively handed her paper towels, smiling as he introduced her:

"Madam, our hot pot restaurant also has a free manicure and hand care area right next door. If you're interested, you can go and take a look."

Lan Yujuan looked down at her bare fingernails and suddenly became interested.

"Thank you, I'll go check it out in a bit!"

She hasn't had her nails done in several years.

When I was pregnant, I was worried that nail polish would be bad for the baby.

Later, I lived in the village with my child, but I didn't have the time or the money.

Since returning to her parents' home, she has had more free time and money, but her job requires her to type for long periods of time, and getting a manicure would be a bit of a hassle, so she has lost interest in getting one.

But who can resist a free manicure while enjoying hot pot at home?

Lan Yujuan went to the nail salon area to get a number and found that there weren't many people waiting in line.

She immediately took out her phone and sent Chen Mo a message:

You go ahead with your work, I'll wait in line to get my nails done.

Unexpectedly, she was the next one to receive a message right after she sent it.

She put down her phone, chose a design, and let the nail technician do as she pleased.

Perhaps it was because of the waiter's vigorous promotion, but not long after Lan Yujuan sat down, a number began to be taken from behind her, and more and more people came to get their nails done, forming a long queue in the waiting area.

"The hot pot restaurant is a mess, why would you come here to get your nails done?"

Lan Yujuan was feeling bored when she suddenly heard a familiar male voice behind her, starting to complain.

"What do you men know?"

"Since we're already here, why not do it if it's free?"

"Didn't you see? Everyone's lining up, it can't be wrong!"

The woman, who had come with a man and was sitting in line, couldn't hide her excitement.

Lan Yujuan recognized the voice and quietly turned around, glancing at it out of the corner of her eye.

Sure enough, it was the same man who greeted Chen Mo when he passed by the booth earlier.

"By the way, who exactly is this Mr. Chen from earlier?"

"He doesn't look very old, only around thirty, right? You're an entrepreneur, and much older than him, why are you being so polite to him?"

The man sat on the small sofa, listening to the woman ask about Chen Mo. Although he crossed his legs, his tone couldn't hide his envy.

"Do you remember that top figure in the computer industry that I mentioned to you before?"

The woman nodded gently. "Yes, of course I remember."

The man took a deep breath. "It's him, Chen Mo."

Upon hearing this, the woman gasped in shock. "He's Chen Mo? He's so young!"

"My God, if that's the case, then he's an absolute genius!"

The woman's tone, filled with admiration and barely concealed respect, clearly broke the man's defenses, and he immediately retorted sourly:

"This Chen Mo is indeed quite clever."

"But then again, which young person struggling and starting a business in society doesn't have a bit of cleverness?"

"Isn't the reason he's been able to build his company to this size at such a young age because of family connections?"

Unexpectedly, the woman next to her became even more interested upon hearing that Chen Mo was not only young and successful, but also had a powerful family background!

"He started his business and made his fortune through family connections? Mr. Zhuang, I'm bored, why don't you tell me more about it!"

While listening out of boredom, Lan Yujuan gently scratched her brow with her fingertip.

It turns out that the man's surname was Zhuang. He certainly sounds like a good actor!

"Ahem! Do you know Qin Su?" the man surnamed Zhuang suddenly asked in a low voice.

The woman pondered for a moment, then said with suspicion:

"Mr. Zhuang, the Qin Su you mentioned, you wouldn't be referring to that high-ranking leader in our province who's always on TV during meetings, would you?"

The man crossed his arms in front of him and nodded vigorously. "Yes, it's her!"

Upon hearing this, the woman clearly didn't believe her. "Mr. Zhuang, you're talking nonsense, aren't you?"

"I heard from a rumor that this big boss Qin is the only son in three generations, and he was divorced a long time ago and is still single."

"He and his ex-wife only have one daughter, who has never appeared in public, but she is definitely not his son."

"How could this General Manager Chen possibly be a family member of Leader Qin?"

"However... I heard that when that big boss Qin's beautiful ex-wife returned from abroad, she brought with her a rebellious younger brother."

"In just a few years, the Qin family has been thrown into chaos, causing them a lot of headaches."

"Mr. Zhuang, this Mr. Chen you mentioned, could he be that rebellious teenager from back then?"

The man surnamed Zhuang turned to look at the woman, his smile carrying a profound meaning.

"Yes and no, you're half right!"

Upon hearing this, the woman became even more eager and impatient. She gently pushed the man away, then nestled against his arm and whispered sweetly, "..."

"If you know, just say it! Stop keeping me in suspense!"

The man had a lewd smile, and he leaned closer, his tone very contemptuous.

"I heard that this Chen Mo is actually Qin Su's illegitimate son!"

Upon hearing this, the woman's mouth dropped open in astonishment. "Huh?"

Then, she quickly covered her mouth and lowered her voice, "That can't be, right?"

"Judging by their ages, when Chen Mo was born, that high-ranking leader Qin was only a teenager, right?"

The man surnamed Zhuang raised his hand, pinched the woman's cheek, and grinned crudely.

"How is that impossible?"

"Chen Mo's older sister, Chen Feifei, is absolutely stunning!"

"I heard that Chen Feifei's father died early and her mother remarried when she was very young. Chen Feifei was rebellious from a young age. She had an early romance with the eldest son of the Qin family when she was in school, which caused quite a stir on campus."

"Later, Madam Qin intervened, and Chen Feifei went abroad."

"According to insiders, Chen Feifei married an octogenarian financial tycoon abroad and later inherited a huge fortune."

"Chen Feifei, who achieved financial freedom at the age of thirty, returned to China alone with her 13-year-old brother and a huge fortune, and later had a whirlwind marriage with her first love, Qin Su..."

"Whose child is Chen Mo? A simple calculation would tell, wouldn't it?"

"Besides, just look at their facial features, Chen Mo and Qin Su look at least seven or eight points alike..."

Lan Yujuan listened intently to the gossip.

The image of Chen Mo's face in his mind subconsciously overlapped with that of his "former brother-in-law" Qin Su.

If we remove the differences in clothing and hairstyle and only look at the facial features, the resemblance is more than 70-80%; it's at least 90%!

"Madam, your manicure is done!"

Lan Yujuan was startled, and her thoughts instantly returned to normal.

She admired her new nails and smiled.

"Thank you, that's beautifully done!"

The staff member nodded and smiled at her.

Enjoy your meal!

Lan Yujuan didn't linger any longer, quickly got up, and left this place of trouble.

*

After finishing the hot pot, we started walking home.

Lan Yujuan was preoccupied with something on her mind, and her gaze would often drift unconsciously to Chen Mo, filled with heartache and pity.

Actually, she had some guesses about Chen Mo's background before, but she never dared to think about it in detail.

Now, to hear it from two strangers, as a topic of casual conversation, is incredibly shocking.

She dared not imagine how many hardships Chen Feifei had gone through when she flew to a foreign land alone and raised Chen Mo by herself.

And in what kind of environment of gossip and rumors did the lonely and taciturn Chen Mo grow up?

As Chen Mo drove, he noticed Lan Yujuan's unusual expression, but didn't ask her any questions along the way.

The two returned to the apartment complex and took the elevator upstairs.

In the cramped elevator, Chen Mo glanced at his watch and whispered nervously:

"Cough, cough!"

"Chen Feifei just sent someone to put your wedding gift in room 802."

"It's still early after school, would you like to go take a look first?"