After the meal, Old Wei called Bai Qianmo aside.

“Miss Bai, the reason I invited you to my home today is twofold: firstly, to express my gratitude for saving Xiao Yan, and secondly, because my elderly mother would like to meet you.”

Bai Qianmo paused slightly, feeling quite surprised.

She had learned about the Wei family beforehand. Old Master Wei's mother was still alive and was nearly a hundred years old. She was said to be the previous head of Jinling Hall. She was shrewd, capable, and decisive, and her business acumen was in no way inferior to that of men.

Since Old Master Wei took over Jinlingtang and its businesses, the old lady has lived in seclusion behind the scenes and rarely appears in public. Why do we suddenly want to see her?

To say it's related to romance novels seems like a far-fetched explanation.

Filled with doubt, Bai Qianmo followed Old Master Wei to the backyard.

"Mom, I've invited Miss Bai."

As soon as Old Wei entered the door, he spoke first.

Bai Qianmo followed Old Wei into the room, her gaze falling on the elderly man inside.

The old lady sat in a wheelchair, her hair was gray, and her face was rosy. Although the years had left their mark, they could not hide the noble temperament she exuded.

She imagined a centenarian to be hunched over, leaning on a cane, and looking very old. But the old lady in front of her, although she had a full head of white hair, did not have the dry and withered skin that is common in people who are nearly a hundred years old. If she hadn't known her age beforehand, she would have thought that the old lady in front of her was at most in her early eighties.

While Bai Qianmo was quickly sizing up Old Madam Wei, the old lady was also sizing her up.

The moment the old lady saw Bai Qianmo, a look of shock flashed in her deep brown eyes, and her hands on the armrests of her wheelchair clenched unconsciously.

How can there be people in this world who look so alike?

Although their clothes and appearances were completely different, their eyebrows, eyes, and expressions were exactly the same.

"Madam." Bai Qianmo stepped forward.

"You...you're called Bai Qianmo?"

Bai Qianmo looked at the old lady with some doubt, feeling that the old lady's gaze was strange.

"Yes."

"How could... how could there be someone who looks so alike?"

Upon hearing Old Mrs. Wei's words, a sharp glint flashed in Bai Qianmo's eyes.

"Has the old lady ever seen someone who looks a lot like me?"

Madam Wei was lost in her memories. It took her a long time to pull herself out of her reverie, and her cloudy eyes were fixed on Bai Qianmo's face.

"Please sit down first."

Bai Qianmo and Old Wei sat down to the side.

Old Madam Wei kept her gaze fixed on Bai Qianmo's face.

"It's so similar, so very similar. If Miss Bai weren't so young, I would think I was dreaming."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qianmo was basically certain who the old lady was referring to.

"Is it Xu Jin'en?"

Grandma Wei's expression changed, and she stared at Bai Qianmo in astonishment: "You know her?"

“I once heard someone else say that I look a lot like Xu Jinen.”

After a moment of silence, Madam Wei slowly said, "It's rare that someone still remembers her. She passed away when I was very young, and ninety years have passed since then. Everyone who knew her is gone. I'm rather curious about who the person you're talking about is."

Bai Qianmo thought of Xu Changchong. If Old Madam Wei knew Xu Jin'en, she should also know Xu Changchong, right?

If she revealed that Xu Changchong had told her, would it frighten the old lady?

After a moment of contemplation, Bai Qianmo decided to conceal the fact that Xu Changchong was still alive. In the eyes of ordinary people, living to be over a hundred years old and still maintaining the state of a young person is a very strange thing.

“It was said by an elderly man I didn’t know.”

The old lady was slightly disappointed after hearing this: "I was hoping it might be someone I knew. At my age, I have no more desires or expectations. I watch the sunrise and sunset every day, witness the changing of day and night, count the days, and cherish the memories. All the relatives and friends who accompanied me are no longer in this world. Right now, I really hope to meet an old friend who is still alive, so that I can talk to them about the past. But it's difficult, they are all gone."

Old Wei comforted her, saying, "Mom, don't think so much. You still have us by your side. Those who are alive should keep looking forward."

The old lady smiled and said, "The older people get, the more sentimental they become. Let's not talk about these things anymore."

Bai Qianmo asked, "Madam, how did you and Xu Jin'en meet? Judging by your ages, she's almost twenty years older than you, right?"

Old Wei explained from the side: "Xu Jin'en and my grandmother were very good friends. Jinling Hall was founded by the two of them, and Xu Jin'en was also the first head of Jinling Hall."

This news really surprised Bai Qianmo, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that the name Jinlingtang was a combination of the names of Xu Jin'en and Kong Ling'er.

It's surprising that Jinlingtang, which has influenced the cultural circles of the capital for over a century, was actually founded by Xu Jin'en. So, she must have been a woman with a great business sense.

Thinking about her strange dream, in which Xu Jin'en seemed to need to drink human blood to survive, what exactly did she go through?

Bai Qianmo felt that she seemed to be developing a stronger and stronger interest in Xu Jin'en.

"Madam, what kind of person is Xu Jin'en?"

Xu Jin'en's identity is something she has always wanted to find out. Xu Changchong only showed her a photo, but did not reveal any information about Xu Jin'en's identity. She used people from Bureau A and Group G, but still could not find any information about Xu Jin'en.

This made her vaguely sense that something was very unusual.

Both Bureau A and Group G have top-notch intelligence networks. If they want to investigate someone, they can always find some clues. However, Xu Jin'en's identity remains a mystery to this day.

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