Chapter 456: Chapter 456

Li Zishen slowly walked down the stairs and sat on the living room sofa before returning the call.

"Tell me, what’s the issue?"

From the other end of the phone, Du Feng’s deep and anxious voice came through, "Yi Xiaodan’s records have been found, she’s indeed type O blood, 18 years old, 165 cm tall, related information... Should I send it to you now?"

The air suddenly fell quiet.

Li Zishen nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, but Ye Wanhua is type O... Rh negative."

"Brother Shen, in that era, with the conditions of the orphanage, it was impossible to conduct detailed examinations for every child. I still firmly believe... it’s her."

"Though that’s a logical explanation, changing names and identities always leaves some trace, Ye Wanhua..."

At that moment, there were sudden beeping sounds.

Li Zishen quickly glanced over the pictures, recalling the situation Bai Long had previously discovered.

When Ye Wanhua was 20, her entire family went on a road trip, and her parents died in a car accident, leaving her the only survivor. She later studied in Country Y and married Wang Junchen, and at the age of 25, she bore a daughter who was unfortunately lost.

Initially, Li Zishen thought that Tang Xiaowan was that lost child, given the many coincidences, but a DNA test proved otherwise.

Then, during the Jiang Family charity banquet, Li Zishen accidentally overheard someone saying that the child had died from illness a few days after birth. Ye Wanhua, unable to face this, had claimed the child was lost.

In truth, whether it was a death or a loss, the truth was no longer important to Li Zishen.

He was now only concerned about whether Ye Wanhua was indeed Yi Xiaodan. If so, everything Wang Junchen had done before would make sense.

"The year of the car accident... was exactly when Yi Xiaodan met her demise; indeed, there are many coincidences."

"Brother Shen, it’s definitely her, I’m sure of it."

Du Feng was so confident in his judgment, and Li Zishen was no less confident.

But what he needed was evidence.

"If the identity was forged, then Ye Wanhua is really impressive, not an easy path indeed!"

"Brother Shen, you’ve forgotten, Wang Junchen is now the boss of Shen Shiyi, but Shen Shiyi’s organization has been around for thirty years. If Wang Junchen had already joined back then, or..."

Before he could finish, sudden footsteps interrupted him.

Seeing his mother coming down, Li Zishen quickly interjected, "Alright, let’s discuss this later."

With that, he hung up the phone.

Li Zishen didn’t want to reveal the investigation into Ye Wanhua to his mother, preferring to avoid the topic for as long as he could.

Regardless of whether Yi Xiaodan’s past experiences were indeed related to his mother, he was still her son, an unchangeable fact.

Zihan was right; there is only one mother!

"Zishen, what are you discussing?" Madam Lai slowly sat on the sofa, asking with concern.

"Nothing much, we just finished the weekend conference, and while the people from Country D are still here, I’m planning to have a meeting tomorrow to discuss further."

Madam Lai nodded with relief, "Oh."

Glad there weren’t any problems.

"By the way, your third aunt is about to be discharged from the hospital, right?" Li Zishen picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip.

He had been busy recently, entangled in various issues, but still, he made time to inquire about the situation at Boxin Hospital.

What he didn’t know yet was that Li Mingyue had made a scene crying and shouting at the examination department at Madam Lai, calling her a vixen and a wicked woman.

Since then, Madam Lai had not dared to visit in person, only sending Nanny Wu with gifts secretly during Li Mingyue’s classes.

After all, they were relatives, and even if there was resentment, some formalities still had to be observed.

"She had a follow-up this afternoon; she’s probably home by now," Madam Lai answered nonchalantly, casually picking up some freshly served tea.

"Your third uncle can finally relax!"

"These days... your third uncle hasn’t gone to the company, and your second uncle is also having a hard time; they’re all family, and we should take care of each other."

"Mom, don’t worry, as long as the second uncle..."

While the two were analyzing the situation, Zihan had already taken a giant plate to the dining room.

On it was his restaurant’s secret recipe roasted duck.

Balancing both studies and business perfectly.

The good state Zihan was in was something to be thankful for to Li Wanshan. If it weren’t for his ambitious plans and constant scheming, the Immortal Restaurant chain wouldn’t have ended up in his nephew’s hands.

Soon, the dishes were all set.

Once all the servants had left, Li Zishen slowly began, "Nanny Wu, where is the Peony Root Carving?"

He had noticed it as soon as he came in.

"Oh, the restaurant changed tables a couple of days ago, found it a bit inconvenient, it was in the way, so it was moved to the storage room, and I just forgot about it today."

She did not want to say that it was Madam Lai’s intention.

The mother and son had just reconciled, and she did not want any disputes over the Peony Root Carving to ruin that.

"Let’s move to Li Garden."

Li Zishen looked at his mother with a firm gaze, as if discussing but also informing.

That was something his father had cherished during his lifetime, personally carved by Yi Xiaodan. Since his mother could not accommodate it, it was better to move it.

After all, his father had bought Li Garden because of Yi Xiaodan, and many items were stored there.

Madam Lai smiled faintly, "That’s fine."

After speaking, she sipped her soup, feeling choked up inside. Her son was looking at her like that, what could she do but hate herself for losing to Yi Xiaodan again.

But then she thought, it was just a relic, why trouble herself over someone who was no longer alive.

"Hey, I say, did nobody notice? Try this, our restaurant’s newly introduced secret recipe roast duck, it tastes amazing, there’s a long line every day."

Li Zihan smiled at his mother and brother.

At his call, everyone immediately grabbed their chopsticks and aimed at the beautifully presented plate of roast duck.

"Mm, it tastes not bad, quite good."

For such a perfunctory comment, Li Zihan had a look of not buying it.

"Brother, can we look at the big picture?"

This kid, always with underlying meanings!

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"Of course, I told you about Old Man Cui, have you heard of him? His knife is truly unique, back when I used to handle ducks..."

"You took Uncle Cai’s knife... without asking?"

"What do you mean ’took’? Uncle Cai willingly gave it to me. Of course, as a thank you, I returned him a whole set of pure imports, fair enough right?"

Li Zishen shook his head helplessly, he did not believe it was given willingly.

Uncle Cai would almost worship that knife.

Although Madam Lai did not understand the significance of that knife, the deep brotherly affection still made her smile contentedly.

Nanny Wu also heaved a sigh of relief.

That’s good, Miss Yi’s belongings were finally preserved and moved to her beloved Li Garden.

She would probably be very happy if she knew.

On the other side, at the Wang Mansion.

Dinner was ready, all dishes were personally prepared by Wang Junchen. He thought his wife was still napping, so he gently opened the bedroom door.

To his surprise, she was busily making corrections to a design drawing, both heartache and admiration filling his gaze.

"Weren’t you going to stop worrying about everything?"

"Just got a bit of free time, Meng Yiran just sent this over, a fax, I’m just helping her check it out, just casually looking."

The pencil corrections were so obvious!

That’s casually looking?

"Meng Yiran and Yang Rui are dating, did you know?" Wang Junchen reminded her on purpose.

"Knew it, I figured out there was something between them a while ago, and just the other day I was thinking whether to... give Yang Rui a promotion or something, how about as a manager?"

"You decide, what you say goes."

"Good, I’ll set up a video meeting tomorrow... officially notify and give some work instructions."

With that, Wang Junchen’s lips curled slightly, this was exactly the outcome he wanted. With this arrangement, his wife could also rest assuredly at home and focus on the pregnancy.

Getting enough sleep was crucial, it had to be ensured.

"Alright, alright, let’s go and eat, it’s getting late, maybe the baby is starting to protest."

Ye Wanhua couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Protest? It’s just a half month old bunch of cells. But before she could argue, she was already swept off her feet by her husband and carried straight out of the bedroom.

A sweet scent filled the hallway.

"Ah Jun, are you going mad over the baby? They’re barely anything yet, how could they possibly..."

"Sir, Madam, the old master has arrived!"

The sudden announcement of the butler came from downstairs.