"Mother, who exactly is this mysterious person? Why did he kidnap my sister?" Ye Yuanhang, who was the first to come to his senses, asked impatiently, his voice filled with anxiety.
Wang Yitong gently shook her head, a hint of helplessness and confusion in her eyes, and said:
“I truly have no way of knowing the exact identity of that mysterious person. The only thing I can recall is that he wore a long, jet-black robe that completely covered him; and the mask perfectly concealed his face, making it impossible to see his true appearance. As for why he took your sister away, I have absolutely no clue and no idea.”
Ye Haoyu's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his eyes flashing with rage. He roared, "How utterly despicable! How dare this person be so insolent and rude, forcibly taking my sister away from us! No matter what, we will pursue this to the end and find out the truth!"
Ye Mingchen nodded in agreement, indicating his full support for his brother's decision.
He said resolutely, "Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and difficulties, I will never give up searching for my sister. Our whole family must be reunited!"
Just then, the already tense and oppressive atmosphere became even heavier and more solemn.
The three young men were filled with deep longing and concern for their younger sister, as well as endless worry and anxiety.
They silently vowed that no matter the cost, they would find their beloved sister, Yingbao.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ye Haoyu's mind. He seemed to remember something important and couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh, right, Mother, didn't my sister leave us a letter before she left? Maybe there are some key clues hidden in that letter..."
Ye Yuanhang, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, Mother, let's take out that letter and take a look. Maybe we can find some clues in it and find out where my sister is."
After saying that, he looked at his mother, Wang Yitong, with a face full of anticipation.
Wang Yitong was reminded by her sons and immediately came to her senses. She quickly stood up and hurried into the inner room.
A moment later, she came out with a yellowed envelope.
The three sat huddled together, all extremely nervous. They carefully opened the envelope, afraid of damaging the letter inside. When the thin sheet of paper was revealed, all eyes were fixed on it.
The handwriting in the letter was delicate and neat, flowing naturally like clouds and water, clearly the work of Ying Bao. Every stroke revealed a sense of delicacy and tenderness, allowing the reader to feel the writer's state of mind at the time.
They read it word by word, not daring to miss a single detail, silently praying that they could find some clues.
However, as they read on, the disappointment on their faces grew stronger.
The letter didn't bring them much surprise. Yingbao simply expressed her deep longing for her family and that she had to stay away for a while due to some business to attend to, with no specific return date set.
Finally, she reminded her family to take good care of themselves and live well.
After reading the letter, the room fell silent.
Ye Yuanhang, Ye Haoyu, and Ye Yuanchen, who were originally overjoyed, now looked somewhat dejected.
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