bone, lodging itself into the wooden chair.Guan Xinyue's face was pale with pain, and she pleaded desperately, "Shen Ningran... Please let me go. I really didn't... I didn't, I really didn't hurt your...The woman looked at the old man quietly for a few seconds, then knelt down respectfully in the old man's shocked gaze.

"Grandpa."

"You" Old Master Bo exclaimed in disbelief, "Shen Ningran, what are you doing This isn't right..."

The old master stood up, even forgetting his cane. He held onto the table and walked over.

He frowned, his eyes studying the face intently. It was exactly like Shen Ningran's.

The face was identical, even the voice and mannerisms were similar, but Shen Ningran wouldn't call him grandpa, nor would she make such a gesture of kneeling.

"You are not Shen Ningran, who are you"

The woman raised her eyes to look at the elderly master, revealing a faint scar on her arm. "Grandpa, I am Yan Qing."

The old man's rigid gaze flickered, looking at the familiar scar. His eyes grew increasingly unbelievable, staring at her for a long time before regaining his voice from the shock, "You... you are really Yan, Yan Qing"

With a wisp of smoke, Qingdian nodded and looked at Old Master Bo with tear-filled eyes. "Yes, Grandfather, it's me, Qingdian."

"You This I..."

The old man stared at her, speechless for a moment. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "You're not dead"

Bo Yanqing, originally named Chu Yanqing, is the adopted daughter of Bo Mingjian. She changed her name to Bo Yanqing after entering the Bo family.

But that year, the seemingly accidental accident not only took Bo Mingjian's life but also disappeared with Bo Yanqing.

Everyone thought she was dead too.

To my surprise, she was still alive.

Now, looking at this face, unless she herself spoke of her thin smoke and clear appearance, Old Master Bo would never believe it.

"Yes, Grandpa, I'm alive." Bao Yan's eyes glistened with tears. "I'm so sorry, Grandpa. After thirteen years, to meet you like this..."

The old man hurriedly reached out and helped her up. "Get up, child. Don't apologize. I'm so happy you survived. Just..."

Old Master Bo looked at Bo Yanqing's pale face, and still felt a moment of bewilderment.

Like! It's so alike, every move is just like Shen Ningran.

Bo Yanqing raised her hand and gently caressed her face, a faint smile appearing on her lips. "Grandfather, are you wondering why I look exactly like Shen Ningran"

For eight years, before I was twenty-three, I dedicated myself to plastic surgery and refinement, learning everything about Shen Ningran's every move, every gesture, every smile. Grandpa, does it look like her now

The old man nodded, "Exactly! No, it's exactly the same!"

If she went out and said her name was Shen Ningran, no one would suspect a thing.

Bo Yanyan chuckled lightly, "That's good then, my efforts haven't been in vain."

"Why did you do this If you didn't die all those years ago, why didn't you come back"

It has been thirteen years since Li Bohuiming passed away. Back then, Bo Yanqing was only fifteen years old. It took her eight years to live as Shen Ningran...

The old man was puzzled for a moment.

The wisp of smoke escorted the old man to his chair and helped him sit down.

"Grandpa, this story is a long one. I'll tell you about it when I have time. All you need to know is that everything I do is for revenge against my father's killer. My father was the best person I ever knew, and he was murdered. This debt must be repaid."

"I've found that woman, I'm going to make her suffer, I want her to watch her own daughter die before her eyes, I want her to taste the pain of losing a loved one."

Bo Yanqing spoke softly, but a fierce glint flickered in his eyes.

"Have you found her"

“Yes, but we can't openly move against her now. But Grandpa, rest assured, I haven't wasted the last thirteen years. I have a plan. This time coming back is just to see you. I have other matters to attend to and cannot stay long. Also, I hope Grandpa won't tell anyone about seeing me.”

"Old Master Bo looked at Bo Yanqing with pride in his eyes, "It's so admirable that you've done so much for Mingjian."

"No, Grandfather," Bo Yan Qing lightly shook her head. "My life was saved by my father, and everything I've done is worth it."

The old Master nodded with satisfaction, "Good child, taking you in that year was indeed the right decision, Mingjian. Go and do it, if you need Grandpa's help, just ask."

"Thank you, Grandpa. I will contact you if I need anything."

After finishing, Bo Yanqing put on his hat and said, "Grandpa, I'm leaving first."

"Go, take care of yourself."

"I understand."

Bo Yanqing stepped out of the study, lowered his hat brim, and quickly walked down the stairs toward the back door. A servant carrying something came towards him and, in a moment of carelessness, bumped straight into Bo Yanqing.

The maid hurriedly apologized. As she looked up, she saw a pale and clear face, and the maid was startled, "Shen...Miss Shen"

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