"Is that so?" Lin Zhaojiang's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

He stayed up late with Song Wan, helping her work on the plot and organize her artwork. When he returned to his study, Pang Hu was already fast asleep on his blanket.

He chuckled and pushed Fatty Tiger aside, but after lying down, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Song Wan's words, "I am the only healthy person in our family," kept echoing in his ears.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind like lightning—

Could it be that He Yining is not the daughter of the He family, and the real daughter of the He family is someone else?

*

That day, Lin Zhaojiang invited Huo Jingnan and Pei Nian to a five-star hotel owned by Zhonglin Group.

"Uncle Lin, you're too kind! You've already treated us to a welcome dinner, why are you inviting us again today!"

Lin Zhaojiang was stunned. Who else could be laughing so heartlessly but Huo Junyang?

Huo Jingnan and Pei Nian exchanged a smile and explained apologetically, "Junyu and his family of three, he can't go too far, so he can only stick to us!"

"What?! You're making it sound like I'm a single dog..." the second young master protested. "I'm a married man, okay?"

Lin Zhaojiang smiled. "Since you're here, I'll definitely treat you well. Junyang, the buffet here has some new dishes that I'm sure will suit your taste. Why don't you go take a look?"

"Alright!"

Huo Junyang happily went to get the food. After he walked away, Huo Jingnan asked in a low voice, "Uncle Lin, did you ask us to come here today because you have something to say?"

"Hmm." Lin Zhaojiang smiled. Talking to smart people is so easy. "Jingnan, you should have told Pei Nian about that matter, right?"

Huo Jingnan immediately realized that he was referring to the incident at the entrance of the drug rehabilitation center.

He nodded and looked at Pei Nian.

“Pei Nian is not an outsider, and she’s also clever, so it’s good for her to know,” Lin Zhaojiang said softly. “That’s why I called you here today to share my thoughts and ask for your opinions.”

"you say!"

"I suspect that He Yining is not a member of the He family."

Lin Zhaojiang's voice was low, but he didn't say the second half of his sentence—he also suspected that the real daughter of the He family was living away from home, writing a book in that small apartment!

Huo Jingnan and Pei Nian exchanged a glance. After a moment of silence, Pei Nian said in a low voice, "I agree with your judgment."

Lin Zhaojiang looked up, somewhat surprised.

Pei Nian calmly analyzed: "When Jingnan told me these things, I felt something was wrong. Logically speaking, someone of He Yining's status should have absolutely no connection with Song Wan's mother and brother. There is only one possibility for them to meet: they have some kind of connection."

“That day at the entrance of the drug rehabilitation center, I saw He Yining push Song Wan’s mother with my own eyes.” Huo Jingnan continued, “These days, if an old lady is pushed, it’s good enough if she doesn’t try to extort money. But Song Wan’s mother not only didn’t pursue the matter, but kept saying that she was unlucky… Ha, is the reason for her unlucky fate that she was pushed by her own daughter and couldn’t express her suffering?”

Lin Zhaojiang's eyes lit up. "So we were thinking the same thing!"

"We don't know where the real heiress of the He family is," Pei Nian said calmly. "But this Miss He is definitely worth investigating!"

Lin Zhaojiang nodded, then smiled and looked at Pei Nian: "I'm afraid I'll have to ask you for help with this matter."

"What? You want me?"

Before Lin Zhaojiang could explain, Huo Junyang came running over excitedly with two large platters of food. "These are all my favorites! Uncle Lin, this hotel is wonderful! By the way, could we stay here for a few nights? I'd also like to try some late-night snacks!"

"Stay as long as you want," Lin Zhaojiang said with a smile. "At the time, I only thought that it would be safer and more flexible for you to stay at my place, so I didn't consider a hotel. If you like, I'll have someone prepare one right away."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Apart from Huo Junyang, who was focused on eating, the other three exchanged glances, stopped their previous conversation, and had a tacit understanding.

"Hey?" Huo Jingnan noticed Huo Junyang's sketchbook and picked it up casually. "You're really working hard these days, carrying it with you everywhere you go!"

“This is the professional quality of an illustrator.” Huo Jun puffed out his cheeks. “I have inspiration whenever I feel it, and I have to draw it down whenever I see it. I also have to record any beautiful people or scenes I see as source material.”

"That's really good." Lin Zhaojiang smiled lightly, casually flipped through the pages, and found that there was even a portrait of Song Wan inside.

“This is the female lead!” Huo Junyang explained, “I referenced my aunt’s image for the female lead and made some modifications… The male lead hasn’t appeared in these drawings yet, which is also giving me a headache. I… I don’t know how to draw the male lead.”

"Hey Uncle Lin!" Huo Junyang's eyes suddenly lit up. "How about I draw one for you, and you can be the male lead!"

As he spoke, he immediately put down his knife and fork, took out paintbrushes from his bag, and began to sketch on the paper.

When artists get serious, they seem to radiate light. Huo Junyang, who was painting in the cafeteria, attracted many admiring glances from girls.

However, he was completely focused and quickly completed a sketch, capturing Lin Zhaojiang's movements and expressions perfectly.

"Hey, not bad!" Huo Jingnan was seeing him paint on the spot for the first time, and teased him, "If you set up a stall on the street to paint portraits for people, you'd get ten yuan a painting, right?"

"screw you!"

"How about I introduce you to some friends in the criminal investigation team, and you can help them draw up wanted criminals?"

"Hehe, don't underestimate me!" Huo Junyang narrowed his eyes. "I actually helped my sister-in-law a lot with my portrait!"

"What?"

"Back then, no one knew that Mianmian was the Lu family's lost little Youzi, but I figured it out! Because when I drew her, it was just like when I drew Aunt Yuqing; their outlines were very similar!"

"Really?" Lin Zhaojiang was taken aback. "Then... have you ever drawn He Nianhui?"

“I did paint it, a long time ago,” Huo Junyang said. “We met at an art exhibition and even painted each other’s portraits as souvenirs.”

Lin Zhaojiang then asked, "Where is He Yining?"

"No, not at all." Huo Junyang scratched his head. "Uncle Lin, do you want me to paint her? Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"It's nothing," Lin Zhaojiang said with a calm smile. "I wanted to express my gratitude to the He family because I'm trying to facilitate our cooperation. Regular gifts aren't very original, so I thought... if I could paint a family portrait for them, that would be more unique."

"Uncle Lin, you want me to draw it?" Huo Junyang patted his chest. "Don't worry, I've got it covered!"

"Thank you." Lin Zhaojiang nodded and smiled. "They have some nice drinks over there, you can try them."

Huo Junyang happily ran over, leaving the three of them alone at the table.

Lin Zhaojiang's gaze turned to Pei Nian.

Pei Nian understood immediately and smiled, "Now that I've assigned the task to Young Master Huo, it's my turn. I wonder how I can help Uncle Lin?"