Why didn't we look for my sister when she got lost, and why are we only looking for her now? This doesn't make sense.
Or he is hiding something.
"Seventeen. By that logic, she should be fifty-two this year, born in the Year of the Dragon," Old Master Zhao replied.
Fifty-two, born in the Year of the Dragon, Su Ruojin secretly glanced at Old Madam Lin.
Madam Lin, however, remained indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with her.
"Oh, right, this is a portrait of my younger sister." Old Master Zhao took out a portrait from his pocket and unfolded it.
The woman in the portrait was very young, and her face did indeed resemble that of Madam Lin. The only difference was that one was young and the other was old, which explained why Master Zhao mistook her for someone else.
Su Ruojin nodded: "Mr. Zhao, your younger sister does look very much like my grandmother, and the age matches up, but there are many people in the world who look alike. Based on this alone, we cannot be sure that she is your younger sister. Do you have any other evidence?"
"Yes, my younger sister has a hairpin that was part of my mother's dowry. It is the only one of its kind in the world. Anyone who possesses this hairpin, even if it is not my younger sister herself, must be related to her."
Grandpa Zhao then took out a slightly smaller piece of Xuan paper, on which the hairpin was drawn.
Upon seeing the hairpin in the painting, Su Ruojin's eyes flickered slightly. Wasn't this the very white jade hairpin that her grandmother had wanted her to sell to raise money for opening a clinic?
She looked at Madam Lin again, but Madam Lin remained staring straight ahead, her expression unchanged.
Su Ruojin sighed inwardly: "Mr. Zhao, my grandmother's ancestral home is in Jiushu. My grandmother and I are both native Yanyang people. We have never seen a hairpin like this before. You must have mistaken me for someone else."
Mr. Zhao sighed heavily, lowered his head, and looked disappointed: "Yes, so many years have passed, it is indeed not easy to find someone. Madam, I was presumptuous, please forgive me."
After saying this, Mr. Zhao stood up and was about to bow to Mrs. Lin, but due to his injury, he lost his balance and almost fell.
Madam Lin rushed forward to support him, her eyes filled with heartache: "With such serious injuries, you're still running around everywhere. Are you trying to kill yourself? Go to bed and lie down."
Su Ruojin also stepped forward to help, and helped Zhao Guangtao onto the bed.
After Zhao Guangtao lay down, he looked at Su Ruojin and said, "Miss Su, if it weren't for you this time, this old man would have passed away here."
“Mr. Zhao, anyone would have helped in that situation, so please don’t be so polite.”
"I left in a hurry this time and didn't bring much with me. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, Miss Su." Zhao Guangtao took out a thick stack of silver notes from his pocket and handed them over.
Judging by its thickness, it must be worth at least five thousand taels.
Su Ruojin quickly refused: "Mr. Zhao, it was just a small favor, it doesn't cost that much. If you really want to thank me, just give me ten taels for the consultation fee."
Zhao Guangtao shook his head with a wry smile: "Miss Su, you are too modest. I know how badly I was injured before. If I hadn't met you by chance, I don't know if I would still be alive. If you don't accept me, then I, Zhao Guangtao, would be ungrateful."
Zhao Guangtao!
A hint of shock flashed in Su Ruojin's eyes.
So her intervention actually saved the richest man in Yunqi Kingdom.
That grandmother...
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