Qiao Wanwan knocked and entered Zhan Jingting's study, asking, "Did you need something?"

Zhan Jingting, standing behind the desk, said, "Speak."

Jiang Dong nodded. "Madam, our people are digging deep in Suzhou to find clues. The orphanage was relocated due to a fire. We tried to trace back to find eyewitnesses who saw my father leave the young master at the orphanage gate that morning, but it was too long ago, and the area had been demolished, making it very difficult to find them."

"But perseverance pays off. Although it was like finding a needle in a haystack, we still managed to find a clue."

"Really?" Qiao Wanwan exclaimed in delight. "What clue is it?!"

“An old man who lives nearby was doing his morning exercise that day and clearly saw a car park in front of the orphanage and take the little boy away.”

"Really!"

"Yes, there were two other people with him during his morning exercise. Actually, they were the ones who first saw a child at the entrance of the orphanage. They wanted to go up and check on the child, so the car stopped. They saw a woman get out of the car and pick up the child, and then a man got out of the car and we don't know what he was saying to the woman."

"Several elderly people were very kind and wanted to ask them what was going on, but they didn't expect that the children would get into the car and leave. They even called the police, but because the place was relatively remote and there were no surveillance cameras at the entrance of the orphanage, they couldn't verify what the children said. The police investigated and found that there were no missing children cases in the vicinity, so the matter was dropped."

"So, it's very likely that my child was taken away by that man and woman?" Qiao Wanwan asked anxiously. "Could those two be bad people? What if they're child traffickers?!"

“Probably not,” Jiang Dong said. “Although they didn’t see the license plate number clearly, they did see the car logo. It was a luxury car, not the kind of car that human traffickers would drive.”

Qiao Wanwan felt a little relieved. "I hope it's not human traffickers who sold the child to some remote mountain village. If it's a wealthy person who took the child and raised him, he might suffer much less."

"But then another problem arises: hospitals around the world have almost no medical records for this child. Does this mean he has never had a relapse?"

Jiang Dong said, "We really don't know that for the time being."

"Wanwan, don't worry, having a clue is a good thing," Zhan Jingting said. "It's just that the investigation might be difficult from now on."

"Why?"

Zhan Jingting explained, "Imagine if we found a child like this on the street and wanted to raise him, we wouldn't need to go through adoption procedures at all. We could just spend some money to bribe officials, register the child, and that child would be our biological child. Without adoption procedures, how could anyone verify it?"

Qiao Wanwan nodded. "Yes, since they drive luxury cars, they must be from wealthy families. They can raise a child as their own by spending a little money. If that's the case, we have no way of investigating."

Qiao Wanwan tried to calm herself down. "Then we only have one way out."

"What?"

"Appearance," Qiao Wanwan said. "The two children are twins. Jiang Cheng said that they were almost identical when they were born, so they must be identical twins. They must look very alike now."

"You mean, we should publish Eleven's photo to find the whereabouts of the other child?"

“I know there are big risks involved in doing this. If bad people find the child first, such as Zhan Xiuwen, who has no bottom line, it will put the child in danger.”

"Yes, that's why I've been secretly looking for my child."

“So this is a last resort.” Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath. “Now that we have a clue, it means that the investigation in secret is not entirely fruitless. Let’s keep looking, and if we still don’t hear anything, then we’ll talk to someone else.”

"Um."

"Young Master." Zheng Ma knocked on the door and came in.

Zhan Jingting instructed, "My mother is gone. From now on, you should change how you address her, just like Jiang Dong. Also, you don't need to use the 'little' prefix when you address Wanwan anymore."

"Yes." Zheng Ma readily agreed. "Master Zhan, Miss Ruan Tang has come to wish you and Madam a Happy New Year."

Qiao Wanwan felt helpless whenever she thought of this person, "My cousin is really particular about manners..."

Zhan Jingting couldn't help but smile. "If you don't want to see her, I'll go down and deal with her."

"It's alright, a new year has begun, and I also want to see how our cousin has changed."

"Let's go."

When the two of them came downstairs, Ruan Tang was unwrapping a gift for Shiyi.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone coming and immediately patted Eleven's head affectionately, "Eleven, do you like the toys that Aunt Tangtang bought for you?"

Eleven instinctively dodged her hand, "I like it, thank you Aunt Tangtang."

Ruan Tang was a little hurt. "Eleven, can't your aunt pat your head?"

"Only my mom and dad can touch me."

Ruan Tang: "......"

“I’m the one who doesn’t let anyone touch his head,” Zhan Jingting said. “Eleven isn’t a child anymore, so it’s best for others to have less physical contact with him.”

Ruan Tang felt a little wronged, "But I'm not an outsider either, I'm his aunt."

"Who in this family is an outsider to him?" Zhan Jingting asked instead of answering.

Ruan Tang: "......"

She smiled a little awkwardly, "Brother Jingting, I've come today to wish you and your wife a Happy New Year. This is a gift I prepared for you; I hope you like it."

“We have everything we need at home, you don’t need to spend any money,” Qiao Wanwan replied.

“Sister-in-law, I know we have everything at home, but this is a token of my appreciation.” Ruan Tang took out an exquisite gift box. “These are diamond earrings that I specially picked out for you. Try them on.”

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