Ning Yuan felt a sudden discomfort, but she managed to suppress the urge to go up and separate them.
When Rong Zhaonan saw her selling soda with the white goose, he didn't do anything, even though they were just a fake couple at the time.
He and Ye Qiu were just siblings; there was nothing wrong with them reuniting after a long separation...
She lowered her eyes, trying to focus on the fleeting glimpse of Ye Qiu's face, and not let herself notice Rong Zhaonan embracing another woman.
I have excellent eyesight and vision. During military training, I hit the target almost every time and even won first place in the 100-meter target competition for freshmen.
Therefore, she spotted Ye Qiu's appearance at a glance—
The other person was taller than her, almost 1.7 meters tall, just like Qin Hongxing.
Her delicate face was fair and slightly round, with a pointed chin, and she had bright, affectionate eyes with slightly drooping corners, creating a contradictory temperament that combined charm and aloofness.
Hmm, it does look somewhat like me; at first glance, it's about 30-40% similar and familiar.
She didn't possess any alluring charm, but her eyes were rounder and larger than hers, and her demeanor was more crisp and decisive.
The two people are actually not mistaken for each other at all.
However, Ye Qiu is really young. Isn't he supposed to be thirty? He looks like he's not even twenty yet...
"If you're not Ye Qiu, then who are you?"
Rong Zhaonan's cold voice immediately pulled Ning Yuan back from her wandering thoughts.
She subconsciously looked over and saw Rong Zhaonan grab 'Ye Qiu's' shoulder and push her away.
He exuded a restrained, chilling sharpness, so real that he seemed capable of tearing the "Ye Qiu" opposite him to shreds!
Ye Qiu stumbled from the push, her eyes glistening with tears, and she flinched—
"Brother Zhaonan...don't you remember me? I...I'm Dongdong!"
Rong Zhaonan was taken aback, looking at the slender and tall "Ye Qiu" in front of him.
He suddenly realized, and the chill he felt slowly dissipated: "You are... Dongdong, Ye Dong, Qiu Jie's sister?"
"Big sister has been gone for so many years, and Dongdong has grown up by now. Zhaonan, you really haven't been back for too long."
A tall, refined-looking man in a white shirt and gray cadre trousers helped Ye Dong up.
Rong Zhaonan stared at him in surprise: "Ye Yuan?"
Ye Yuan gave him a slightly annoyed yet helpless smile, and then punched him hard on the shoulder—
"It's a wonder you still remember me, kid. My old man misses you terribly. You haven't said a word to me all these years. You never reply to the letters I write to you. Is it because you're afraid of implicating us?"
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes behind his glasses: "Thank goodness... you're back alive!"
Rong Zhaonan let him punch his shoulder and said hoarsely, "Yeah, I'm back alive."
The two embraced, their eyes reddening after so many years.
The girl on the side, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, couldn't help but reach out and tug at Rong Zhaonan's clothes: "Brother Zhaonan, you really don't remember me?"
Ye Yuan released Rong Zhaonan and sighed softly, "Dongdong is becoming more and more like her older sister. Don't tell me you don't remember her..."
Rong Zhaonan looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes dark, and slowly said in a hoarse voice, "I remember."
He remembered that Ye Qiu used to have a beloved little sister—a little girl who followed them around all day, wanting him to carry her.
He just didn't expect that Ye Dong had grown up so much... and that he looked so much like Ye Qiu, almost like twins!
Looking at Rong Zhaonan, Ye Yuan also thought of his eldest sister with a touch of melancholy—
"Back then, everyone in the compound didn't get along with you, except for your eldest sister and younger sister. Dongdong always wanted you to hug him."
Rong Zhaonan also recalled his childhood days, the way the little girl used to follow him and Ye Qiu around noisily.
His cold expression gradually softened, and his gaze towards Ye Dong became gentle—
"Yes, I can't believe that little girl has grown up so much..."
Ye Dong sniffled, finally unable to hold back her tears, and threw herself into Rong Zhaonan's arms like an octopus—
"Brother Zhaonan! I miss you so much, we all miss you so much, why have you been gone for so long?"
Rong Zhaonan paused, a soft body in his arms causing his usually cool brows to furrow. He instinctively wanted to push her away: "Dongdong..."
Ye Dong wiped her snot and tears all over him, crying without any regard for her image: "You never come to see me! You promised my older sister you would take good care of me!"
Rong Zhaonan ultimately couldn't bring himself to push her away: "..."
“Zhao Nan, Dongdong is only seventeen years old and still in school. She’s just a child. She’s just missing you too much.” Ye Yuan said helplessly.
He gently tugged at Ye Dong: "Let go, that's not right, you're not a child anymore."
Ye Dong raised her eyes, her vision blurred with tears: "But Third Brother, Brother Zhaonan has been holding me like this since I was little!"
After saying that, she hugged Rong Zhaonan's thin waist tightly: "Sister is gone, brother, do you not want me anymore? That's why you haven't come back for so many years?"
Rong Zhaonan looked at the face in front of him that was almost identical to Ye Qiu's, and it overlapped with the face of Ye Qiu in his memory, a face that was filled with suppressed pain and tears.
That gentle and mellow figure seemed to still be looking at him tenderly.
Rong Zhaonan closed his eyes tightly and gently patted her back: "I didn't abandon you."
Ye Dong, her large, alluring eyes red, suddenly raised her head and puffed out her chest, staring at him intently like a stubborn child—
"Really? Will you stay with me forever, brother? You won't abandon me like my sister did!"
Rong Zhaonan was silent for a moment: "No."
Ning Yuan stood behind her, unconsciously clenching the gift bag in her hand.
The scene of reunion was just as exciting as the scene of the young soldiers who came to pick up Rong Zhaonan yesterday.
But seeing this scene, she lost her good mood from yesterday.
The three of them stood together, reminiscing, embracing, and crying, reunited after a long separation, having survived a calamity.
That was the past of the children of the compound, their grudges and affections.
She was nothing more than an outsider who didn't belong, someone who shouldn't have been there.
Aunt Qian frowned as she looked at Ning Yuan's silence, then pulled Ning Yuan forward and pushed her towards Rong Zhaonan.
"Hey Dongdong, don't worry. Not only will your brother Zhaonan be with you, but you'll also have a sister-in-law who will always be with you. You'll have one more person who loves you. Aren't you happy?"
Rong Zhaonan paused slightly before remembering that Ning Yuan was still beside him.
He subconsciously looked at the petite girl beside him: "Ning..."
"Brother Zhaonan, who is she?! Why does she look like me?"
Ye Dong seemed stunned, looking at Ning Yuan in disbelief, and pointed at her to ask.
Ning Yuan remained expressionless. "Yes, you're asking me? Who should I ask?"
I don't know why we look somewhat alike when we're not related by blood.
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