Yun Yuchen wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He sat on the sofa meticulously with a serious expression on his face.

On the coffee table in front of him was an open laptop and several documents, and next to him was a cup of tea with steam rising from it.

Mrs. Yun sat on the sofa opposite Yun Yuchen. Although she was middle-aged, the years did not seem to have left many traces on her face. Her warm eyes looked towards the door from time to time with a hint of expectation.

Until a sound came from the entrance and Yun Boli came in with Yun Qing, Mrs. Yun immediately stood up and walked towards Yun Qing with joy on her face.

"Xiaoqing is back. Are you tired from the journey?"

Mrs. Yun stood in front of Yun Qing with a gentle and peaceful smile on her face and an elegant temperament.

When the Yun family found the original owner before, the people of the Yun family had already met the original owner.

Mrs. Yun’s original name was Ji Siru. She was the mother of Yun Qing’s body, and Yun Yuchen, who was sitting on the sofa, was the father of this body.

Yun Qing didn't feel too upset when they met again, and said calmly, "I'm not tired, Mom."

Mrs. Yun was slightly stunned when she heard Yun Qing's words. When Yun Qing was first found, the people of the Yun family had seen Yun Qing and hoped to take her home.

But for some unknown reason, Yun Qing seemed somewhat reluctant about returning to the Yun family.

After several contacts, Yun Qing never called them, and always felt a little strange when facing them.

They understand this.

After all, they had not been involved in Yun Qing’s life for seventeen years, and the Yun family was still somewhat unfamiliar to her.

But today, Yun Qing actually called her mom. Does it mean that she has begun to accept them?

The corners of Madam Yun's eyes were slightly tinged with red, and she said in a trembling voice, "Your father is at home today, too. Go say hello."

Yun Qing was not very clear and did not quite understand how shocked Mrs. Yun was after hearing the word "Mom".

In Yun Qing's opinion, the blood relationship cannot be changed, and the Yun family did not abandon the original owner on purpose, and they have never given up looking for her in the past ten years.

This shows that the Yun family is doing a pretty good job.

She was not the original owner, and did not have the ideas that Chen Linghui had instilled into the original owner.

Although she was not enthusiastic about returning to the Yun family, she was not against the people of the Yun family.

Yun Qing walked to the sofa and greeted Yun Yuchen in a light tone.

Yun Yuchen, who had been busy all the time, rarely stopped his work. A hint of tenderness appeared on his solemn face and he nodded gently.

Madam Yun knew Yun Yuchen's personality very well, and she didn't expect him and Yun Qing to get along well. She took Yun Qing upstairs and said, "I'll take you to see the room. I don't know what kind of decoration style you like, so I'll just do it casually. If you don't like it, tell me and we'll change it."

Yunqing didn't have high requirements for the room, but she was still shocked when she entered.

The whole room is filled with dreamy purple.

Madam Yun's gentle eyes sparkled, and her tone was cheerful if you listened carefully, "Xiaoqing, look, isn't this room beautifully decorated? This is what your father, your eldest brother, and I came up with."

Yun Qing: “…”

Yun Qing's eyes scanned every corner of the room with difficulty, and she said with difficulty, "Very good, very suitable for creative people to live in."

Mrs. Yun was even happier when she received Yun Qing's affirmation. She was about to say something to Yun Qing when a sneer came from behind her.

"It's just a room, why do you have to dress up so pretentiously?"

Yun Qing turned around and saw a young man with a messy hair leaning against the door.

The boy was tall, with a youthful and handsome appearance. He was wearing a loose pair of pajamas with a picture of the dashing assassin Li Bai painted on it.

He was looking at her with sleepy eyes, and there was a hint of contempt on his face that was somewhat similar to hers.

Yun Qing didn't have this person in her memory, but she could guess who this person was. Seeing that he was two years younger than her, he should be her younger brother in this body, Yun Yikai.

Mrs. Yun's biggest headache was this youngest son. When she saw him coming out, she showed no patience at all, "You were sleeping, why did you come out?"

Yun Yikai raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and suddenly the mess turned into a feather duster.

The tone of her voice sounded a little broken, "Mom, don't you see what time it is? Lunch is in two hours and you want me to go to bed!"

Madam Yun rolled her eyes at him, but because Yun Qing was there, she patiently replied, "Isn't that what you want to sleep on?"

Then he turned to look at Yun Qing, his face regained its gentleness, and his voice sounded like a spring breeze, "Xiao Qing, you must be tired on the way, you should rest in the room first, I'll ask Auntie to prepare lunch."

Before leaving, he rubbed Yun Qing's hair and glared at Yun Yikai as he passed by the door.

Yun Yikai took a look, snorted softly, and muttered quietly, "I really forgot about my son after I had a daughter!"

After Madam Yun had gone far away, Yun Yikai walked up to Yun Qing and looked her up and down. The more he looked at her, the less he liked her. He asked nonchalantly, "Aren't you not coming back?"

Yun Qing leaned on the sofa, raised her eyelids and glanced at him, "Do you have any objection to my coming back?"

Yun Yikai choked and sat next to Yun Qing, "That's not the case."

He rested his chin on his head and looked at Yunqing's face for a while. He found that Yunqing looked similar to their family members. He couldn't tell whether she was pretty or ugly. He continued with what he had just said, "I just don't like you."

Yun Qing then set her eyes on Yun Yikai and scanned him from head to toe, "What a coincidence, I don't like you either."

Yun Yikai stood up angrily and glared at Yun Qing for a long while. Then, he smiled mysteriously, thinking of something, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me. I'll wait for you to please me."

After saying this, he went out humming a little tune with the dog's head on his head.

Yun Qing: “…”

At this time, downstairs, Yun Boli sat opposite Yun Yuchen, moving his lips as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Yun Yuchen glanced at Yun Boli calmly and said in a low voice, "Just tell me if you have something to say."

Yun Boli was still hesitating, but seeing this, he had to lower his voice and said, "Dad, Yun Qing has a special relationship with the one from the Si family."

Yun Yuchen, who was focusing on the documents, immediately put down the documents in his hand upon hearing this, and his sharp eyes fell on Yun Boli, "What did you say?"

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