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As soon as Chen finished speaking, Lan Ying and Yun Jin both looked at her and asked almost in unison, "Who does she look like?"

Chen stared at the old woman for a long while before shaking her head: "I can't remember. She looks familiar, like I've seen her before, but I can't recall where. Or maybe... she just looks like someone else."

Yun Jin sighed, thinking, "That was as good as saying nothing at all."

Lan Ying waved her hand helplessly, "Never mind, let's have lunch first."

The old lady was very attached to Yunjin.

After leaving the side room, she followed Yun Jin everywhere she went, constantly muttering "Nannan".

When they arrived at the dining room, she insisted on sitting next to Yun Jin, as if afraid that Yun Jin would run away.

During the meal, the old lady looked at the dishes on the table but didn't touch them. She just sat there waiting, seemingly used to being served.

This is a habit that ordinary families can't cultivate.

Lan Ying gave a wink to the maid beside her. The maid understood and stepped forward to serve the old lady some food, but the old lady moved the bowl away and stared straight at Yun Jin.

Helpless, Yun Jin had no choice but to take another pair of chopsticks and pick out some soft, easily digestible food for her.

The old lady was finally satisfied. She picked up her bowl and began to eat slowly, her manners very refined, clearly showing that she had received proper upbringing.

As Yun Jin ate, she secretly observed the old woman, becoming increasingly certain that she was no ordinary person.

After the meal, Lan Ying asked Chen to take the old lady to change her clothes.

The old lady refused, holding onto Yun Jin's sleeve tightly, muttering, "I want to stay with Nannan."

Yun Jin could only coax her, "I'm going to wash my hands and I'll be right back. You and my aunt go change into some clean clothes first, and you'll see me when you're done."

The old lady looked at her with suspicion. Yun Jin raised her hand and said seriously, "I promise, I won't lie to you."

The old lady then let go of Chen's hand and followed her, turning back every few steps as if afraid that Yun Jin would disappear.

After they had gone some distance, Lan Ying pulled Yun Jin to sit down on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), and said with a solemn expression, "Jin'er, this old lady's identity is probably not simple."

Yun Jin nodded: "Grandmother, I noticed it too. She was waited on hand and foot when she ate, and her manners were very proper, not like that of an ordinary family. I was thinking, should we let her stay at the manor? I won't take her back. After all, I'm just an adopted daughter, and it would be difficult to explain if I brought back an old lady of unknown origin."

Upon hearing this, Lan Ying's face darkened: "Why not just reveal your identity directly and say you are Wanqing's daughter? I want to see who dares to say anything."

Yun Jin shook her head and advised, "Grandmother, if we make it clear now, without evidence, Yun Heting can deny it. At most, Mother will become estranged from him, and he can still turn around and accuse Mother of disloyalty and say that I have dubious origins."

Lan Ying was silent for a moment, then looked at her with a hint of heartache in her eyes: "Then tell your grandmother what you really think?"

Yun Jin didn't want to speak, but seeing the concern in Lan Ying's eyes, she said, "Grandmother, Yun Xiu wants to marry the Fifth Prince. I want to grant her wish."

Lan Ying was taken aback: "Give her her blessing?"

Yun Jin raised her head, her eyes clear: "If we don't drag her up high, how can we make her experience the pain of falling from a great height? It's easy to drive her out of the manor, and it's easy to expose Yun Heting's crimes. But who will repay the suffering my mother and I have endured all these years? She has enjoyed fifteen years of happiness; why should it all just pass by so easily?"

Lan Ying looked at her with heartache, reached out and pulled her into her arms, her voice choked with emotion: "But it hurts my heart to see you facing that wicked Yun Heting and that usurper Yun Xiu."

Yun Jin leaned on her shoulder and whispered, "Grandmother, I'm not afraid. I'm just worried about Mother. Yun Heting is, after all, her husband. They've lived together for over ten years. Mother must be very sad right now."

Lan Ying sighed: "You should try to talk to your mother. She may seem tough, but she's very soft-hearted."

She paused for a moment and then asked, "Jin'er, is there anything your grandmother needs to do with you?"

Yun Jin nodded: "Grandmother, can you still treat Yunxiu as well as before? So that the Fifth Prince will feel that the General's Mansion will still be Yunxiu's support."

Lan Ying raised an eyebrow: "That's not difficult. My Lan family has been in business for generations. It's just a matter of throwing money at it, right? What else?"

Yun Jin thought for a moment and said, "If possible, try to find a way to change Yun Heting's position."

Lan Ying was taken aback: "Why should you help him?"

Yun Jin's lips curled slightly: "If we don't give him a chance, how can he make a mistake? Once he makes a mistake, Mother can expose him and then divorce him."

Lan Ying's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Great! That's a good idea! He got to where he is today because of Wan Qing, so let Wan Qing take it herself!"

She sighed, "You child, you're much more cunning than your mother."

Yun Jin didn't reply. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "Grandmother, have you found out who delivered my mother back then?"

Lan Ying shook her head, her expression turning serious: "We haven't found anything yet. It seems the news from back then was deliberately erased, and we don't even know if the people involved are still around. However, we've found some clues about the account where Yun Dahai and Chen Wencai received the money. That account belongs to someone named 'Liu Xu'."

Yun Jin frowned slightly: "Willow catkins?"

"It should be an alias," Lan Ying said. "The owner behind Ruifeng Money Exchange is untraceable; they're very well hidden. However, they do have a branch in Jizhou, and Liu Xu's account was opened there."

Yun Jin then asked, "What about Liu Zhixue? What exactly is her connection to Jizhou?"

Lan Ying said, "She's not from Jizhou. But she spent two years in Jizhou when she was a teenager, seeking refuge with the Liu family there. Later she went to Jiangnan, but the Liu family in Jiangnan had already fallen into decline. It's uncertain whether Liu Zhixue even existed."

Yun Jin remained silent for a moment. Jizhou, Liu Xu, Ruifeng Money Shop, Liu Zhixue… these clues were like scattered beads, missing a thread to string them together. She always felt that this thread was right in front of her, but she just couldn't grasp it.

She raised her head, her gaze resolute. "Grandmother, the owner behind Ruifeng Money Exchange is probably not simple."

Lan Ying nodded: "I will have someone continue the investigation."

Yun Jin sat for a while longer, then, seeing that it was getting late, she got up to say goodbye.

As soon as she stepped out of Lan Ying's courtyard, she saw the old lady standing at the door, looking expectantly in her direction.

Chen and Chunxi followed behind, looking helpless.

When Yun Jin came out, the old lady's eyes lit up. She quickly walked over, took Yun Jin's hand, and said with a hint of grievance in her voice, "Nannan, where have you been? I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Yun Jin's heart softened. She patted her hand and said softly, "I'm going to say a few words to my elders. How could I not want you?"

She didn't dare say she was talking to her maternal grandmother, for fear the old lady would make a scene.

The old lady was relieved and held Yun Jin's hand tightly, as if afraid she would run away.