In the evening, Juanjuan, having finished a day of classes, was taken to her parents' restaurant by a maid from the Mu family.

Goodbye, sister.

Juanjuan stood beside the carriage and waved politely to the maid.

After saying goodbye to the maid, the child, carrying his little cloth bag, happily skipped back to the restaurant.

As soon as I entered, I saw a middle-aged man dressed not in fancy clothes, but in very fine materials, talking to the shopkeeper.

Juanjuan has seen quite a lot now and has developed her own judgment about the various people in the capital.

This middle-aged man is even more impressive than the average wealthy person who comes to the restaurant.

The child glanced at it, made a judgment, and before he could look away, he saw the middle-aged man looking over.

He has a gentle and refined appearance, and looks like a very nice middle-aged man, but Juanjuan cannot ignore the sense of aloofness about him.

Juanjuan has seen many people like this: rich and powerful, but seemingly approachable; in reality, they are all fake!

Juanjuan smiled shyly at the man, then quickly ran away.

As she slipped away, she kept thinking about the man's gaze.

I seemed a little shocked when I saw her.

Juanjuan's little brain is quite sharp; as soon as she saw her mother, she immediately told her about it.

Recently, a major event occurred in the family, and by recognizing the appearances of the family members, the mother's original background was discovered.

Now, when Juanjuan sees someone recognize her, she looks shocked, or rather, she thinks they look familiar. Her first thought is: Does this person know her mother's family?

It was because the old woman said she looked like her mother when she was a child, and her mother looked like her maternal grandmother.

"Come on, let me go with you to take a look."

Jiang Dai naturally knew that Juanjuan wanted her to go and take a look.

Children all want their discoveries to be recognized by adults, and Jiang Dai felt that what Juanjuan said was not impossible.

[Time travel, special identities, and the Empress Dowager recognizing relatives have all happened; it's not unreasonable for things to become even more coincidental now.]

Besides, the Empress Dowager's account of our origins might not be true; it's better to go and investigate—there's no harm in it.

Bai Yunqi shared the same idea as Jiang Dai. The two of them took Juanjuan directly to see the so-called uncle.

*

This was King Wen's first time visiting Sihua Cuisine Restaurant; he had only heard of it before.

Having visited for the first time today, I must admit that Sihua Jiayaozhai is quite something. Not only is the food interesting, but the business model is also quite interesting, and even the people running the restaurant are quite interesting.

King Wen turned his head slightly and looked at the two children walking past him.

One of the children was the little girl he had met when he first entered the restaurant, the one who looked familiar.

The other, slightly older boy also looked somewhat familiar, reminding him of events from over twenty years ago.

Upon seeing the two children who caught his eye, and recalling the recent summons of people to the palace by the Empress Dowager, King Wen's suspicions were further confirmed.

Inside the private room, a slender, fair hand lifted the curtain, and a graceful figure stepped out.

A beam of sunset light shone through the window, landing perfectly on the woman's hair, the soft light like a filter that carried memories.

King Wen, whose mind was not yet at peace, was stunned the moment he saw Jiang Dai emerge from the crowd.

Memories surged like a tide, instantly engulfing him, as if time had reversed, returning him to more than twenty years ago.

There was also a girl like that, smiling and looking at him gently.

"Master."

The words spoken by the waiter beside him brought King Wen back to his senses.

Almost instantly, King Wen knew who the Empress Dowager had summoned.

To his surprise, it really was He Qiuwan's daughter, and she looked so much like He Qiuwan.

Despite his many emotions, King Wen composed himself, nodded apologetically to Jiang Dai, and then followed the waiter to the reserved private room.