Zhang Ma was an old member of the Xie family. She had worked for the Xie family her whole life and had an extraordinary relationship with her employer.

She raised the young master single-handedly and also helped take care of the young lady. Unfortunately, the young lady went to a banquet at the madam's maternal family, the Ding family, when she was two years old, and was lost and never found again.

From then on, her heart felt like it was stuffed with cotton, neither here nor there. Whenever she thought about where the young lady was suffering, she felt extremely distressed.

On the first and fifteenth of each year, people go to Xiangguo Temple to burn incense and pray to the Bodhisattva to help them find the young lady quickly.

Now that I see my little girl back, still as clever and quick-witted as when she was little, I'm overjoyed!

This isn't a miracle from a Bodhisattva, or a case of good people being rewarded!

As Butler Wu was directing the servants to help carry the snakeskin bags, he heard Zhang Ma's incessant chatter and his lips twitched involuntarily. His gaze fell imperceptibly on Xie Li's greenish face.

It's really hard to tell. With such a greenish face, and you can't even make out the features, how can you tell that she's as beautiful as the old lady?

Madam Xie was the eldest daughter of the Lan family in the capital, a true scholarly family with a century-old tradition. Her elegance and charm in her heyday captivated countless people...

If Xie Li had been raised in luxury and privilege in the Xie family, it would be somewhat plausible to say that he resembled the old lady.

But is it like this now...?

Butler Wu shook his head almost imperceptibly.

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Meanwhile, on the other side...

Mrs. Xie, Ding Huizhu, sat in the extended Lincoln. Despite the air conditioning being turned up high, she felt restless and agitated.

Aunt Wan sat down next to her and opened a jewelry catalog to show her. She shook her head and said, "Just give me a bottle of iced drink."

After taking several sips of cold drink, my heart gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, Aunt Wan quickly came over and said, "Is Madam thinking of Miss Xie Li?"

She said with a smile, "Just now, Aju told me that as soon as Shiyou and Miss Xie Li got out of the car, Miss Xie Li stared at the house and couldn't take her eyes off it..."

"Sigh, it's pitiful! He was abducted to that poor, remote place when he was a child, and he probably has never even seen such a beautiful villa..."

Ding Huizhu also recalled that when she first saw Xie Li, the girl was staring intently at the villa in front of her.

He seemed completely naive and unsophisticated.

Then I thought of Xie Li's appearance just now, wearing long sleeves and pants in the middle of summer, his face was all green, and his hair looked like it had been chewed by a dog.

—Where is she even remotely resembling a wealthy heiress?

Ding Huizhu remained silent, lowering her eyes slightly. "When will Zi'an be back?"

Aunt Wan said, "Young Master Zi'an will probably not be back until school starts."

Upon hearing this, Ding Huizhu immediately became somewhat displeased: "Why does it take so long?"

Aunt Wan looked troubled: "Young Master Zi'an said he wants to stay with Miss Ziyuan, after all, it's not safe for Miss Ziyuan to be alone in the capital..."

Ding Huizhu's expression softened: "This child is always so attached to his sister. It's fine, let him stay in the capital."

Xie Ziyuan and Xie Zian, her two children, are truly the descendants of the prestigious Xie family.

Whether it was appearance, speech, temperament, or talent, he was first-rate, which greatly enhanced Ding Huizhu's reputation and made Ding Huizhu live a very happy and fulfilling life for the past fifteen years, which was the envy of everyone.

Few people know that Xie Ziyuan, the eldest daughter of the Xie family, is not Ding Huizhu's biological daughter, but rather an adopted one.

Aunt Wan said with a smile, "Miss Ziyuan and Young Master Zian have such a good relationship. After all, they grew up together, and their bond is extraordinary. Young Master Zian even said that no matter what others think, he only recognizes Miss Ziyuan as his older sister..."

As he spoke, he seemed to realize he had spoken out of turn, and stopped talking, looking uneasy.