After returning from Wei Zhuang's office, Ye Zhizhou deliberately sent a text message to Si Yue, secretly revealing his reliance on his brother, and then unexpectedly got the response from the always cold brother.

"Don't think too much about it, I'll make up for the birthday present after I get back from this business trip."

Don't think too much about it?

He deleted the text message and he touched his chin. So, did Wei Zhuang tell Si Yue that he was secretly investigating his own past? This big brother doesn't talk much and was so cold. It's simply hard to approach him with this attitude of his, but he can't ask that Wei Zhuang who's missing a few screws...

Since he couldn't get any results right now, might as well give up for now. He opened the old album, turned the pages one by one. His fingers unconsciously rubbed the photos, and the young and handsome face of Si Youqian was rubbed and the serious face of Si Jimin was also rubbed. The father and son look very much like each other. They were all wide-faced, square chins, and had a kind of upright handsomeness that conformed to the aesthetics of the older generation. Although the face of Si Yue is softer like Zhong Min, his face is seven or eight points like Si Youqian. Only Si Han, his style of painting is completely different from that of the family. His features are obviously delicate and soft, and when he laughs he strangely gives off a sunny feel. Don't know how he looked like that...

Looking at the young and beautiful Zhong Min in the photo, he frowned and opened the system's mirror function to carefully look at his appearance. His eyebrows are sharp, the lips are naturally upturned, the cheeks have still a little bit of baby fat, weakening the sharpness brought by the eyebrow, the nose is very good, the skin is also good... The original's eyes are estimated to follow his mother, Zhong Ke's and is also very similar to his father Qin Shouye, but not at all like the delicate softness of Si Han...

Wait, not at all?

He took a look at the photos of Si Han when he grew up, and looked at the original Qin Bao. His brows quickly became twisted. In the original plot, the two people looked very similar, but now that he had a closer look, the facial features are completely different, where are they alike? Is the system trying to dig pits again? But when he flipped through the plot information earlier, he saw photos of two people when they were young, and it was quite alike...

[Please trust the system. ]

The thought was interrupted by the light screen that suddenly popped up. He turned his eyes and took out the small mirror in his pocket and shook its tail. He asked, "Tongtian, is there really no problem with Zhong Min's body? She really just needs to eat some Anshen Pill and take care of her body?" Zhong Min's early death in the original plot made him very concerned. He thought that Zhong Min had a disease and died so early. As a result, he secretly had TongTian scan her, but could not find any results that needed to be taken care of.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

[Please trust the system. ]

Yes yes, the system is the greatest, believing in the system.

Turning off the light screen, he leaned back on the bed and rolled in the blankets. Why does he feel that there was something wrong with the Si family, but in the end he can't figure what it is... he fell asleep, and there was a man in a dream who could not see the face of in robes. He tried to get closer, but he found that his body could not move. Only shouting at the man in vain. Suddenly, the mist rose and gradually covered the tall and slender figure of the man. He became more anxious, waving his hands and trying to spread the fog, but it suddenly turned black, and then the picture turned into a modern and lively street scene. A man and women of about 30 years old laughed and pushed a baby carriage out of the supermarket. Suddenly, a large truck came out of a corner and swerved towards the two. At a critical moment, the man pushed the stroller far away, and hugged the woman who was screaming.

The sound of the impact and the brakes seemed to ring in his ear, and his line of sight turned sharply. He found himself as the baby in the stroller that could only turn over. He was ignorantly watching the man and woman that were laying in a pool of blood not far away, confused. "Ah," he cried. The crowd quickly came over, and a kind-hearted aunt put his stroller to the side, the blood red disappeared, and it became a supermarket door that was constantly pouring out people. He turned his head, but he seemed to see a familiar serious face...

"Father!"

Awkwardly awakened from his dreams, he raised his hand and held his stinging forehead, his heart beat uncontrollably. This dream...and the last face he saw...He quickly got off the bed and found out the old photo album. He turned to the photo of Si Youqian and Si Jimin. He carefully confirmed it and couldn't help but clench his fist.

It is Si Youqian! He is definitely not mistaken!

The scene in his dreams should be the memory of the original Qin Bao. But why was Si Youqian at the scene of the original Qin Bao's parent's accident?

After her parents died, Zhong Min was always looking for her missing sister. Later, she married Si Youqian, and the search for her sister was taken over by her husband. Could it be that Si Youqian had already found out Zhong Ke's whereabouts? Something is wrong, there really is something wrong with this family.

He put down the album and took a deep breath. He pressed down the various negative emotions caused by the deepening of the original's memory, opened the system data, and looked more closely at the beginning of the story.

Si Han's kidnapping occurred in early June. Five days later, Xing Guan was rescued. Si Han disappeared. The police searched for half a month without any results, and they pulled back some of the police force. Zhong Min was already a bit unstable then, the news that the police had pulled back some of the police force had her thinking that her son had encountered something unexpected. She was greatly provoked, and almost jumped from the villa roof. Luckily, Si Youqian realized that something was wrong with his wife and sent her to the hospital. After some examinations, Zhong Min was diagnosed with mild depression. A week later, Si Youqian accidentally saw Qin Bao in a charity event funded by the company to support the orphanage. After quickly confirming his identity, he brought it back and sent him to Zhong Min.

A week... too fast, and too much of a coincidence.

In the case of his son's disappearance and his wife's hospitalization, Si Youqian actually had the mood to fly to S city to participate in an unimportant public welfare activity of the company. He also happened to find Qin Bao? Only a fool will believe that this is a coincidence!

Such a big doubt he didn't realize at first, but if he hadn't suddenly dreamed of the memory of the original Qin Bao... He looked up and rubbed his forehead, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Strange, he seems to have dreamed of something before dreaming about the original memory. Why can he not think of it...

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A few days later, he consciously explored the locked childhood memories of the original Qin Bao before going to bed. After the car accident, he couldn't go back home, the lonely and desolate orphanage, the mean old dean, the dirty dark room, the winter nights that he couldn't sleep through... The high-end car that suddenly appeared in front of the orphanage, the cold eyes of Si Youqian that he saw through the car windows.

He opened his eyes and the morning sun shone in the room, giving the impression of warmth and comfort. When he opened the quilt, he went to the window and opened the curtain that was half-opened. He blinked at the door of the villa and looked at the scene of Si Youqian warmly saying goodbye to Zhong Min.

What is the purpose of this man doing these things to Zhong Min?

Probably aware of his gaze, Si Youqian suddenly looked up and looked at him. Ye Zhizhou was shocked and forced out a smile on his face, and he waved at him. Si Youqian wrinkled his face, his eyes slowed down, and the indifferent nod was the response. Zhong Min noticed Si Youqian's gaze and followed his sideline. She saw her little son wearing a pajamas standing in front of the second floor window. She waved his hand with a smile on her face. The joy in her eye could almost blind people.

One face is full of love for the child, but other was only indifferent, what a strange pair of "parents."

He smiled back at Zhong Min, then watched Si Youqian get on the car and touched the cold glass on the French window.

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It's time to go to S city.

In the original plot, that Detective Wei Zhuang only took a week to find out all of details of Si Han. But he was actually a lot slower. Fortunately, Ye Zhizhou was not in a hurry, and he did not really expect him to find what he was looking for. He had just hoped to pass his suspicions and to raise the detective's good feelings, and if possible, raise his negative impression of Si Han.

Hanging up the phone call from Wei Zhuang, he bid farewell to Zhong Min, who was worried, and took a taxi to the airport. It's summer vacation, students who choose to travel abroad are everywhere. He is only one of them, not very conspicuous.

After arriving in the city, he did not immediately go to the orphanage where the original Qin Bao once lived. Instead, he went to see the old site where the husband and wife once lived. Unlike the past, the old community has become a lively integrated shopping mall. He walked in and bought a small cartoon rattle in the baby goods store, strolling aimlessly.

Zhong Ke was separated from her family during the ten years of turmoil. At that time, she was only eleven years old, and she was somewhat naive. She was almost trafficked by traffickers. Later, she was lucky enough to be taken abroad by a foreign husband and wife, and was able to grow up safely. After nine years, the foreign husband and wife passed away. After becoming an adult, Zhong Ke returned to the country after remembering her childhood memories. She became an English teacher in a middle school in S city, and then met the 3 years older than her, Qin Shouye, the dean of the old orphanage.

The two married a year later. Three years later, they adopted a mixed-race child who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the orphanage and only spoke foreign languages. Five years later, he had his own child, named Qin Bao, and four months after Qin Bao was born the mixed-race child's parents came to pick up the child, and after a few months, the couple died in a car accident. The strange thing is that Qin Bao, his only son after Qin Shouye's death, was not sent to his own orphanage. He also did not receive a single penny for the car accident compensation, he was directly sent to that broken down orphanage in the remote suburbs.

More importantly, what role does Si Youqian do play in this?

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Unconsciously, he walked to the door of the cinema. He took back his thoughts and saw that it was still early. He bought a ticket and entered the cinema.

Qin Mo passed through the entrance of the cinema, his eyes swept by the cartoon little rattle on the cinema counter, his steps stopped, turned around, gently picked up and shook it.

The dull and dense squeaking sound is completely different from the crisp sound in memory. He put the rattle down, and the dark green eyes quickly flashed a trace of sorrow. After thinking about it, he took the rattle again and looked at the counter and looked at his staff. He asked politely, "This, is it yours?"

The Mandarin is completely different from his blond image.

The staff who were trying to recall their English grammar, stupidly shook their heads. "No, it should be another guests'."

He nodded, took the wallet out of his pocket, pulled a banknote with the most denomination inside and put it on the counter, swaying and ringing the rattle. "This, I'm buying and say sorry to the guest for me." After saying this, he turns around and leaves, giving the staff no chance to refuse.

The staff looked at the counter, where there was enough money to buy multiple rattles, and looked at the tall back that was about to disappear from their sight. They called out to him, trying to get him to stop. "Hey, you can't do this, and the money is also too much! Guest? Please stop!"

His back disappeared, the staff stopped calling, and some laughed. Why is this foreign guest so strange? His way of speaking was very polite, but his way of doing things was so unreasonable...

After seeing the movie, Ye Zhizhou lost his rattle but harvested a banknote. The next movie was about to start. The staff was too busy to fully explain the situation. They simply said that another guest "bought" his rattle and went back to work after handing the money to him.

...Probably a parent with children who "bought" it. He laughed at the money and turned away from the cinema, heading in the opposite direction from Qin Mo.

After returning to the hotel in the evening, he first searched the Internet for information on the orphanage where the original Qin Bao live when he was a child. After he was fully prepared, he disguised himself and went to the disgusting like orphanage the next day at noon, dressed up as a good university student.

The once degenerate dean became old and fat, and turned out to be a smiling good-tempered grandfather. He eagerly ushered in Ye Zhizhou and said with emotion, "The young people now have a good heart. We have new people volunteering since two days ago. Today, you have sent so many toys and the children are happy."

"It's good to make the children happy, it should be." He sighed with enthusiasm, his mental power slowly explored, wrapped around the dean's brain, and after sitting down in the dean's office, he looked straight at the dean's eyes and took his spirit. The mental power was entangled in his voice. "This old dean, I remember that the orphanage was small and very old. It's very different now. Must have been many good people who donated."

The dean's expression was blank for a moment, then smiled back. "We did have many good people who donated. But our orphanage could become what it is today is all because of the long-term funding of a wealthy person who we met more than ten years ago. With his blessings, the children in our yard can now go to school and eat enough."

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"Do you still remember a child named Qin Bao? He was very small when he was sent, only a few months old."

"Qin Bao? No, no, there was no such child in our orphanage" The old dean quickly refused, then paused for a few seconds, and suddenly changed his answer and said, "There is such a child, that child was sent by the hospital. They said his parents died in a car accident and there are no other relatives... I felt sorry for him, I wanted to be good to him, but there are other children in my orphanage to support, and I don't want to be harsh on him... all because of that person, it was that person who made me have to do this, saying that as long as I have treated the child badly, he will help the rest of the children in the orphanage to go to school, have enough to eat, and I couldn't help but agree..."

Ye Zhizhou's brow moved and increased the mental power in his voice. "Who is that person? Why did he want you to raise the child like that?"

The old dean's face suddenly paled and he did not answer his question. Instead, he said with a confused look. "I didn't want to, Xiao Bao, don't blame me... don't cry, follow the wealthy person, have a good life, grandpa did not want to abandon you... The life in the orphanage is finally good, the children can eat enough and wear warm clothes, and the old building finally can be renovated... just erase all the information of Xiao Bao, anyway, he has already been taken to live a good life. It's ok, it's ok...."

Ye Zhizhou's mood was somewhat complicated as he recover his mental power. He looked at the old dean's eyes. He sighed. This person was probably tortured for a long time by the feeling of guilt in his heart. Although his mental defense is deep, it is also easy to be shaken, and it can be a little bit confusing. He took out an Anshen pill and placed it in the tea cup of the old dean. He looked around this simple office room and walked away.

Qin Mo waved his hand, got off the car, and entered the orphanage.

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The vice president rushed out to greet him, and his expression was a little nervous. "You must be Mr. Qin, my father is old and his body is not very good, he fell asleep after lunch, you see..."

"It's ok, I just want to read the adoption information in your archives, no need for anything special."

The deputy dean gave a sigh of relief and said. "The procedures for adoption in our orphanage have been very strict, and the information is the most complete. If you have any questions while you look at it, you can ask me. I've been working in the orphanage for more than two decades, I can remember all of the adopted children."

Qin Mo's eyes moved and he looked at him sideways. "You remember all of them?"

"Yes, yes." The deputy dean was looked at by his cold, green eyes with no emotions. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. "Even if we only took them in for a little while, I remember them..."

"Have you had a baby named Qin Bao? His eyes are very big, his hair is very soft, liked to laugh, liked to hold things when he slept at night, did not cry much, he also liked to spit bubbles when he was alone." This was probably something he said too many times, the speed of speech is slightly faster, and his eyes slowly having a glimmer of hope. "Have you had such a child?"

"No, no." The deputy dean avoided his sight and heart a bit startled. "The conditions in our orphanage back then were not good enough to take care of babies. We only took in children that were 5 years old or older."

"Ah, so it was like that..." The hope in the eyes shattered, Qin Mo's eyes became indifferent again, and his attitude became more and more cold. "Take me to the archives. I'll be fine alone, no need to accompany me."

"Then please follow me," The vice president turned around and began to lead the way, his back full of cold sweat.