Le Yao felt like she was listening to a story, but this was too bizarre!

Just as Hai Chao was about to send him away, he discovered that Liao Hu had stolen Cui Na's child and sold it to human traffickers. He then thought of finding an opportunity to switch the child with the traffickers, so that the young lady would be taken away by the traffickers. As long as he was in the shadows, he was not afraid of anything happening.

The child they get in return will stay with them, and will be able to attract the attention of those people later.

However, on the way, the real Han Binglan died of a fever, so Hai Chao had the young lady take the place of that child.

After that, he secretly protected her.

This is why many children don't fare well in the hands of human traffickers, but she was incredibly lucky, changing hands several times before finally meeting kind people like Mr. and Mrs. Han Baozhu.

For a moment, I was speechless.

"What's on my head?" Le Yao suddenly remembered that the old man had just been rubbing her head.

“There’s a red birthmark there. Because it’s covered by hair, you can’t see it unless you look closely. There’s also a mark that your mother made, a small circle that she burned on it. This can’t be faked.”

Le Yao touched the back of her neck, a little above the nape. She would occasionally feel a bump there, but she had never paid attention to it before. It turned out to be her identification mark.

“Old Hai, you’re right, and we believe you.” Nangong Jue remained calm. “But why were several groups of people trying to kill Alan? And where have you been all these years?”

"Sigh." Hai Chao sighed again. "Originally, I should have stayed by the young lady's side, but that person discovered me and I was chased several times. I had to leave, otherwise, the young lady would definitely be exposed..." He chuckled as he spoke. "Besides, wasn't the Duke by her side back then? I was relieved. After all, I couldn't tell Dongyang and the others about these things, and I couldn't send anyone else. I wouldn't trust them. Moreover, I'm getting old... So all these years, I haven't dared to deliberately inquire about your whereabouts..."

"Grandpa, so you recognized her when you watched the video, which is why you not only didn't object when I gave her a tip but also transferred money to me?" Hai Dongyang realized the truth.

Hai Chao glared at him: "I think watching cooking videos is better than being a fan of those saccharine, annoying streamers."

Hai Dongyang: ...

Why the strong sense of disgust? He only asked one question, is it really necessary to react like this? Are you even my grandfather?

"Grandpa Hai, thank you for protecting me all these years." Le Yao couldn't see any deception in Hai Chao's eyes, so she chose to believe him. "Thank you for your hard work."

"Okay, okay." Hai Chao laughed. "To be honest, I recognized you as soon as you walked in, but this matter can't be taken lightly, so I checked the birthmark in your hair. I was rash, please forgive me, Miss."

"Grandpa Hai, you're overthinking it. You're just being cautious. How could I blame you?"

“Now that Miss has grown up, some things should be returned to their rightful owner.” Hai Chao sighed and pushed the wooden box in front of Le Yao.

"What is this?" Le Yao asked, looking at Hai Chao.

“This is Haiye’s life savings, and it’s what that person desperately wanted.” Haichao sighed again. “I’ve kept it for over twenty years, always on edge. Now I can finally sleep soundly.”