Because she was too excited, Yan Zhiyu's voice broke.

Yan Fangwei: “!”

Yes... yes... Cheng Ruiyuan does look like Huo Xianglin when he was young!

No wonder they felt that Cheng Ruiyuan looked familiar. Before, Xiaoyu looked at photos of Huo Xianglin when he was young and was convinced that they had seen someone who looked like him...

Case solved!

It’s Cheng Ruiyuan!

Found it! They finally found it!

The two sisters hugged each other excitedly.

After cheering for a long time, they finally calmed down.

"It's better not to hold out too much hope, lest you be disappointed later..." Yan Zhiyu said, "Although they do look alike, it's not necessarily what we think."

Yan Fangwei nodded.

"Yes, after all, the world is so big, there are many people who look alike... I once read a news report about two people who looked almost identical, but they were definitely not related by blood!"

"However, now that we have found the clue, we still have to investigate. What if Cheng Ruiyuan is really the real master of the Huo family... Oh no!"

As she spoke, Yan Zhiyu suddenly patted her head.

"I just forgot to ask for Cheng Ruiyuan's contact information! I can find it out, but it will take some effort...Sister, why don't you say anything?"

Yan Fangwei cleared her throat and stammered, "Actually... ahem... I don't know Cheng Ruiyuan's contact information."

Yan Zhiyu looked at her with eyes wide open.

Yan Fangwei's eyes wandered: "Actually, after that encounter in the cinema, I met Cheng Ruiyuan once... It was that time that we left each other's contact information..."

"Sister, you didn't tell me!"

Yan Zhiyu asked further.

However, Yan Fangwei was vague and never said anything, with a suspicious blush on her cheeks.

Since my sister didn't want to say it, Yan Zhiyu naturally wouldn't force her.

After thinking for a while, she said, "If that's the case, things will be much simpler... Sister, what do you think we should do? Should we ask Cheng Ruiyuan first?"

"After all, this matter involves other people's privacy. It would be too offensive to ask directly. I think we should proceed step by step..."

After thinking for a while, Yan Fangwei said, "How about this? I'll contact Cheng Ruiyuan first to see if I can get some clues, and you can investigate Cheng Ruiyuan's background... This way, both sides will be more efficient."

Yan Zhiyu nodded, then reached out and patted Yan Fangwei on the shoulder.

"Then, sister, I'll leave Cheng Ruiyuan to you!"

......

After all, whether Cheng Ruiyuan was the real master was just their own guess. It didn't sound reliable to investigate based on his appearance alone.

Therefore, Yan Zhiyu did not tell the Yan family members, so as not to waste everyone's energy in the end. She decided to investigate it herself first, and then discuss the matter with them collectively after getting some clues.

After much deliberation, Yan Zhiyu decided to ask Lu Zhan for help.

She came to the house.

At that time, Li Zhan was undergoing rehabilitation training.

He moved his body laboriously on the rehabilitation equipment. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks, and the clothes he was wearing had already been soaked.

Seeing the person in front of her working hard, Yan Zhiyu bit her lip.

Now, her "treatment" has almost no effect, and many methods have been tried but to no avail. So for some time now, she has not come to help with the treatment.

I don't know when I can find that green stone...

Seeing Yan Zhiyu suddenly come to visit, Zhu Zhan was stunned.

After letting Uncle Wang help him down, he covered his wet body with a towel and then slowly wiped the sweat from his neck.

Just when Yan Zhiyu was thinking about what to say about Cheng Ruiyuan, Li Zhan spoke before her.

"Xiao Yu, do you think...I like your sister?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Ah? Isn't it?"

藺展: “…”

Looking at his expression, Yan Zhiyu asked, "Could it be that you were joking at that time?"

Li Zhan took a deep breath and said, "No, I'm not kidding, but this person... is not your sister."

Yan Zhiyu frowned.

"So, the person you like is not my sister. No wonder, I didn't see you do anything to my sister..."

"But if it's not my sister, who else could it be? The person you like is from the Yan family... It can't be my parents or my sister, so..."

Yan Zhiyu counted on her fingers.

Thinking of something, she suddenly covered her mouth excitedly, and her voice became shrill because of excitement.

"Wait a minute, could it be that...?"

The expression on his face didn't seem to change much, except that the hand that wasn't holding the towel tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, and the veins on his back bulged from the force.