Jiang Mianmian heard a buzzing sound in her ears, wondering if she had misheard.
She stared intently at Huo Junyu, seemingly lost in thought. She moved her lips, but no sound came out.
"Mianmian..."
Her appearance made Huo Junyu feel sorry for her.
He was at a loss, not even knowing how to hug her, how to comfort her, or how to explain everything to her.
"You...you're joking with me, right?" Jiang Mianmian's lips twitched slightly. "Junyu, don't talk nonsense..."
“It’s true.” Huo Junyu looked into her eyes. “You’re not Jiang Mianmian, you’re Lu Xiaoyou.”
"How is that possible!"
"If you don't believe me, just keep watching."
Huo Junyu flipped through the album to the next few pages.
The further you go, the clearer the little girl's face becomes.
When she was a month old, she was still as innocent and naive as a newborn baby.
When she was 100 days old, someone made her laugh heartily.
When she was six months old, she was able to sit up, clapping her little hands and looking in a certain direction.
When she was one year old...
Jiang Mianmian's heart skipped a few beats!
Huo Junyu slowly opened the drawer, took out the photo that Su Ai had given to Jiang Can, and placed it in the middle of the album for comparison.
“Mianmian, look,” his voice was a little hoarse, “aren’t these two little girls exactly the same?”
Jiang Mianmian stood there, stunned, like a statue.
A little girl was wearing a pretty tulle dress, with her hair styled in a princess updo, and a delicate little crown on her head.
Another little girl was being held in Su Aiqian's arms, who was trying to get her to look at the camera, but she was frowning and her face was covered in tears.
“At that time, you were kidnapped,” Huo Junyu said in a low voice. “The people who kidnapped you cut your hair, changed your clothes, and wanted to take you away from Yangcheng by boat… But it was then that you met the uncle and aunt.”
Jiang Mianmian felt as if she had fallen into a very unreal dream.
Her soul seemed to drift away, watching her from mid-air, watching her body being gently embraced by Huo Junyu, whose voice seemed to come from the horizon.
"They've been looking for you for a long time, and I've been looking for you for a long time too..."
"Little Pomelo".
Jiang Mianmian felt as if she had been struck by something heavy, and the pain was so intense that she couldn't make a sound.
Huo Junyu's eyes were red-rimmed. He ran his large hand across her face and ruffled her hair.
"I'll take you home, okay?" His voice was slightly hoarse. "Little Yuzu, your brother Junyu will take you home, okay?"
Jiang Mianmian was stunned for a while before she came to her senses. She gasped and pushed him away abruptly!
"No... I'm not!"
Huo Junyu was taken aback.
Jiang Mianmian covered her ears and shouted, "I'm not some little pomelo, don't lie to me!"
"I am my parents' daughter, I am Jiang Mianmian!"
Huo Junyu tightened his grip and took out another piece of paper from the deepest part of the drawer.
“Actually, back in Jiangzhou, I secretly had a DNA test done on you and your biological father!” He looked at her. “Mianmian…you really are the daughter of the Lu family. You’re the little you who followed me around when I was little and always called me Brother Junyu!”
Jiang Mianmian braced herself against the table, feeling weak all over, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
"You've been missing for twenty years, and the Lu family has been searching for you for twenty years!" Huo Junyu's voice trembled. "Uncle Ashan and Aunt Yuqing have never given up looking for you because you are their only precious daughter... Their love for you is no less than that of their uncles and aunts!"
"Stop talking!"
"I know this is hard to accept, but I will always be there for you!"
"No...no!"
Jiang Mianmian kept backing away, her blank mind filled with only one thought—
"Where are my... my parents? I need to find them!"
"Mianmian!"
Jiang Mianmian stormed out of the door.
Huo Junyu was worried, so he followed her. The girl ran wildly ahead, and he chased after her closely.
He saw that Jiang Mianmian was indeed running towards the guest room where Jiang Youcai and Su Ai had stayed.
However, when she knocked on the door, breathless, she saw the maid cleaning. She stood in the doorway, her eyes wide, staring at the empty room, her heart sinking to the bottom.
Several servants, knowing that this was the future young mistress, hurriedly gathered around and respectfully bowed.
Jiang Mianmian was stunned for a moment, then immediately dialed Su Aiqian's cell phone, but no matter how many times she dialed, she only heard the cold "User cannot be connected"...
Jiang Mianmian slowly knelt on the ground, wanting to cry but unable to.
Only then did she realize that people cannot shed tears under tremendous emotional turmoil.
"Mianmian".
Soon, she was pulled into a warm embrace. Her little face pressed against it, listening to the reassuring thumping of a heartbeat…
"Don't worry, I'm here." Huo Junyu picked her up and gently kissed her forehead.
"No matter what happens, I will always be with you."
*
Lu Ran's mother's condition has stabilized. These days, Huo Junyang has been staying by her side at the hospital, even more dutifully than a bodyguard.
Lu Ran felt very guilty. When Huo Junyang fell asleep against the wall again and almost collapsed to the ground, she reached out to support him.
Huo Junyang suddenly woke up, rubbed his eyes, and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.
"Ah, Ranran!" he laughed heartily, "What time is it? Are you hungry? Haven't you had dinner yet?"
“Brother Junyang,” Lu Ran looked at him apologetically, “it’s morning now.”
"oh……"
"You should go back. There are so many bodyguards here, we'll be fine."
"That won't do!" Huo Junyang straightened up. "That old bastard Lu Ming is incredibly cunning! If he tries something bad, even the bodyguards might not be able to handle him!"
“Uh,” he said, but then he immediately realized something was wrong. “Ranran… I’m sorry, he is your father after all. I shouldn’t have said that to him.”
Lu Ran smiled and shook her head.
From childhood to adulthood, her world consisted only of her mother, not her father.
The same is true today.
To her, Lu Ming was just a blood father, nothing more.
“It’s okay, Junyang. Actually… I’ve never considered him my father.”
"Ranran..."
“It’s already morning, let me treat you to breakfast!” Lu Ran smiled gently at him.
Such a genuine smile was rarely seen on her fair and delicate face. She was standing by the window, and the first rays of morning light streaming in shone on her face, as if gilding it with gold.
Huo Junyang could see even the fine, tiny hairs on her face clearly.
"I'm a grown man, how can I let you treat me!" Huo Junyang waved his hand. "Come on, I'll take you to a hotel to eat!"
"No need, let's just have something simple to eat." Lu Ran tugged at his sleeve, her big eyes seeming to hold a thousand words.
"Brother Junyang, I have something I want to talk to you about. I know there's a breakfast stall not far from here, and it should be pretty empty at this time of day. Shall we go there?"
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