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After she'd been standing there for a while, she sat down on his bed and saw that there were two photographs on the bedside table, taken by the two of them.    

    

Actually, when they were young, they took three pictures together. One was of Fu Fengyi and Ye Zimo together, one was of Fu Fengyi and Ye Zihan together, and the other was of the three people.    

    

After Ye Zihan had gone missing, Fu Fengyi had been grieving for a long time. However, she still had a son, so she mustered her strength to take care of Ye Zimo. However, Ye Haorann and Fu Fengyi gradually discovered that the disappearance of Ye Zihan seemed to be a greater blow to Ye Zimo than them.    

    

Dad, mom, where's my brother?    

    

When he asked that question, everyone felt their hearts ache. Later on, they were afraid that this child would never be able to walk out of the shadow, so they moved into another house. Although they were reluctant to part with it, in order to make Ye Zimo start over and forget about the trouble, they still tore apart all of Ye Zihan's photos.    

    

Ye Zimo couldn't find Ye Zihan's photo anywhere. It had been a long time, but even if it was destroyed, there was no possibility of getting it back.    

    

They all thought he'd forget, but who knew he'd put an empty picture frame on the headboard. The last time Xia Yihan went to his room and saw the blank photo frame on the bedside table, it was used by him to remember Ye Zihan. To others, it was blank, but to him, it was video. He could imagine, he could always remind himself that he had to find his little brother.    

    

Fu Fengyi picked up the photo and looked at it for a moment, then sighed heavily and put it back.    

    

She didn't want to think about her lost son anymore. It was a sickness in her heart, and for many years, whenever she thought about him, her heart would ache.    

    

She searched the room for something to distract her. The screen saver on the computer reminded her that she could go there.    

    

Strangely, when Ye Zimo left today, the computer had not been turned on. Fu Fengyi sat down in front of the computer.    

    

His computer had a protected password, and Fu Fengyi remembered that Ye Zimo liked to use her Lunar Birthday password.    

    

After typing in the numbers, Fu Fengyi smiled happily. It was still the password, and her mother would always be in her son's heart.    

    

After entering the correct password, Fu Fengyi saw one of Ye Zimo's computer screens open.    

    

The photo was of a young man in his twenties. He looked very good, just like Ye Zimo. He was a bit deep in the crowd and had very deep facial features. It was Mo Xiaojun's photo.    

    

Fu Fengyi didn't know who the person in the photo was, but she felt that the child looked familiar.    

    

Perhaps it wasn't just that they looked familiar. They even felt a sense of familiarity, as if they had seen each other somewhere before but couldn't remember where.    

    

Just as she was looking at the photo in a daze, the door opened and Ye Zimo came in. She called out, "Mom!", startling Fu Fengyi, who was looking at the photo earnestly.    

    

She was waiting for him in Ye Zimo's room. She was going to reprimand him at the first possible moment. However, he did not expect to be attracted to this photo. Instead, he was no longer as angry as before.    

    

"Mom, what are you doing? Aren't you tired? "I'm not going to sleep either." As Ye Zimo spoke, she walked in front of her mother and pulled out a chair to sit on.    

    

Fu Fengyi didn't answer him. Instead, she turned around and looked at him once before turning around to look at the photo and asked: "Mo, who is this?"    

    

"He is …" After Ye Zimo said these two words, she didn't want to say that she was related to Xia Yihan.    

    

"He's just an employee in my company. Today, the assistant told me that he was very handsome, even more handsome than me. I don't believe it. Let him send me pictures. "    

    

"Oh!" "Oh." For some reason, Fu Fengyi felt a little disappointed after she answered with an 'oh'. This kind of feeling was something that Ye Zimo could clearly feel.    

    

"What's the matter, Mom?" Ye Zimo asked softly as she stood up and put her hand on her mother's shoulder.    

    

"Nothing, I just feel like I've seen this child somewhere before. It's very familiar, but I can't recall. " Fu Fengyi's words also gave Ye Zimo a strange feeling. She subconsciously asked, "You also think you've seen it before? I think so too, I just can't remember after thinking about it for a long time. "    

    

If her mother had said she had, Ye Zimo thought, they had. It could also be someone's child who came to play in their home when he was young, or someone who grew up to resemble him.    

    

Perhaps this person looked like someone they knew, but it was hard to say.    

    

"I must have seen this child before!" Fu Fengyi said with absolute certainty.    

    

"So sure?" Ye Zimo asked.    

    

He couldn't help but look at the enlarged photo on the computer again. What if the mother must have seen this person, and this person's life trajectory could not be related to them?    

    

"Mm, I just feel sure. Mo, how old is this child? "    

    

When Fu Fengyi asked this question, Ye Zimo immediately understood what she meant. She probably held some hope and felt that this child was Ye Zihan, who she had lost.    

    

However, Ye Zimo did not want to lie to her mother about Mo Xiaojun's age, even though she knew that hearing his age, she would only deepen her conjecture.    

    

"Mom, he should be around 26 or 27 years old."    

    

"Should? How is your age still unknown? " Fu Fengyi asked with a frown.    

    

"Because he grew up in an orphanage. You know, many of the children were very young and it is hard to say how old they were. Most of them were written by the staff who were guessing the age of the child."    

    

"The orphanage!" Fu Fengyi was a little excited. She held onto Ye Zimo's arm tightly and raised her voice a bit, "That is to say, he might be Ye Zihan, right? "You already know, he's my son, Ye Zihan?"    

    

Fu Fengyi only said that she had seen this person before, but now, she was sure that it was Ye Zihan.    

    

"Mom!" Calm down! " Ye Zimo stood up and let her mother lean against him. She then gently rubbed her mother's hair in an attempt to calm her down.    

    

"Tell me, you already know that he is my little Ye Zihan, right? Mom can't calm down! "We can't calm down!" Fu Fengyi still looked up with excitement and looked at Ye Zimo with hope.    

    

"No!" Ye Zimo spoke those two words without hesitation.    

    

In fact, he had the same thought in his mind before,    

    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the photo and studied it for a long time before going out for a meeting in the afternoon.    

    

"Are you lying to me? Mo, don't you see that one of his people looks like you? Also, look, he looks like your dad. This place, isn't this place similar to mine! " The more Fu Fengyi spoke, the more agitated she became. Her fingers were still pointing at Mo Xiaojun's face.    

    

Because Ye Zihan didn't have any obvious features, such as a birthmark or mole, all these years had passed and the only thing he could look for now was appearance.    

    

However, when a child who was only two years old grew up into a youth that was over twenty years old, it was impossible to predict how much his facial features and other body parts would change.    

    

"Mom, he's not!"    

    

"You lied to me! It must be, look at this kid, he's definitely my Ye Zihan! " As Fu Fengyi spoke, tears began to flow down her face, unstoppable.    

    

Ye Zimo's heart sank when she saw her mother in such a state.    

    

He turned the computer chair around so his mother wouldn't have to look at the photo again.    

    

"Mom, this person is not Ye Zihan, I have already investigated him. Actually, he was Xia Yihan's brother. He was the one that Xia Yihan complained to Director-General Ye about being wronged to death last time. Maybe he looked like Xiao Han when he was a kid, so I saw him many times, but he didn't. I've seen pictures of him when he was a kid, and they don't have much in common. "    

    

"Impossible, right?" Fu Fengyi looked at Ye Zimo doubtfully.    

    

"It's true. You know that I miss Xiao Han too. I miss him more than anyone else. If it was him, why wouldn't I tell you? There are too many similar people in this world, you do not remember, the last time Liu Baobin, you also said it was certainly, the result is not. And that Sun guy, didn't you say he was a hundred percent? It also disappointed us. This person, just looks a little similar, but is not. " Ye Zimo's words seemed to have calmed Fu Fengyi down a lot.    

    

He calmed down, but his expression was one of utter disappointment.    

    

"Oh, I was wrong again." she said in disappointment, and her tears began to flow harder.    

    

Ye Zimo silently wiped away her tears for her mother. It was because he was a man, he could not shed tears, but his heart was bleeding as well.    

    

How could he not wish to find his younger brother? He had never given up after so many years. But how many times he searched, how many times he was disappointed. Every time his mother mistook him for someone else, she would be depressed for many days, and she would also have a serious illness. He was afraid of all of this.    

    

So even though he hadn't seen Mo Xiaojun's childhood photos, he had to lie and tell Fu Fengyi that he had.    

    

In the past, he had seen people with similar traits to Ye Zihan. Even if they were a little bit similar, he would check them thoroughly and find them.    

    

However, he had already ordered Lin Dahui to stop investigating this person. If you can defeat Yu Hongtao, you can start with other cases, but you don't have to use Mo Xiaojun, a hard to find matter. His corruption and his murders were enough for him to spend several lifetimes in prison.    

    

If Mo Xiaojun was really Ye Zihan, then it meant that Ye Zihan was already dead. Fu Fengyi could not bear such an outcome, and neither could he, Ye Zimo.    

    

In the hearts of Ye Haorann, Fu Fengyi, and Ye Zimo, they had always believed that Ye Zihan was still alive. As long as they could not find him, he was still alive. This was the only way they wouldn't despair.    

    

Besides, Ye Zimo had been disappointed too many times and no longer believed that there could be such a coincidence. Coincidentally, Xia Yihan's ex-boyfriend was her brother.    

    

"Mom, it's fine. We'll find Xiao Han if you admit your wrongs. As long as we don't give up, we can definitely find Xiao Han. He will definitely still be alive and well. Didn't you say that there would be a good reward? God will not treat you unfairly, and will return your child to you, after all you have done for the good and all you have done for the good. "Mom, it will definitely happen!" With that, Ye Zimo put her arm around Fu Fengyi's shoulders and comforted her. These words were for his mother's comfort and for himself.    

    

Ye Zihan definitely could not be Mo Xiaojun, definitely not!    

    

Their family's Ye Zihan was definitely still alive and well. The heavens would not let them find someone who had died after so many years. The heavens would not be so cruel!    

    

"Hm!" Yes, I'll find it. Mom is a bit tired, so Mom wants to go to sleep for a while. " Fu Fengyi seemed to have been drained of all her energy, and her voice was also very quiet.    

    

Ye Zimo was really worried that her mother would be like the previous times, knowing that this person was not Ye Zihan and suffering from another attack.    

    

He helped his mother up and led her back to her bedroom so that she could sit down on a chair. After laying down the bed with his own hands, he helped Fu Fengyi lie down.    

    

He gently covered his mother with the blanket and sat on the edge of the bed. He said very gently, "Please sleep. I will sit here with you."    

    

Fu Fengyi shook her head and said weakly, "Mo, go out. Do whatever you need to do. I'll be quiet for a while."    

    

"I will accompany you. You can also be very quiet. I won't speak." Ye Zimo knew that her mother was quiet because she wanted to lick her wounds and miss Ye Zihan. She would go through every detail from the time she conceived him to the day he was born. Then it was his loss, then self-blame, blaming her for taking Ye Zimo away in a hurry, and not Ye Zihan. This would not have happened if both children had brought, or if they had brought, the younger ones and left the older ones to Ye Haorann.    

    

She always felt that all the hardships Little Ye Zihan had gone through over the years were caused by her. When she thought of this, she felt an incomparable pain and became depressed.    

    

Every time this happened, she would still stubbornly refuse to accept treatment, as if she had locked herself in a mental prison.    

    

This time, Ye Zimo didn't give her a chance to close the door. He stubbornly sat beside his mother, unwilling to move an inch.    

    

Fu Fengyi closed her eyes and held back her tears. She knew what her son meant. Ye Zimo was actually very filial. Other than the matter where he intentionally fought against Ye Haorann, which was a venting of his anger for many years, everything else followed his mother's wishes.    

    

She still remembered the time when she was sick and refused to use medicine. When she had a fever, Ye Zimo would stay by her bed all night to take care of her.    

    

She asked him why he was so filial at such a young age. It was rare for someone of his age to be so filial to his mother. He told her that because he wanted to put Xiao Han's filial piety together, he had to do more than what his two sons usually did.    

    

Fu Fengyi had her eyes closed the entire time. Ye Zimo knew that she was still awake. She just didn't want to talk, and he didn't want to talk, so he just stayed by her side. A moment later, there was a knock on the door.    

    

"Auntie, it's Soong Wanting. May I come in?"    

    

"Mom, please get up and talk to Wanting." Ye Zimo still wanted someone to distract Fu Fengyi's attention.    

    

Fu Fengyi often thought for others. In front of Ye Zimo, she would not force herself. In front of others, she would pretend to be happy. He believed that she would really be happy if he pretended to be with her.    

    

"Come in!" Soong Wanting opened the door and entered with a bowl of porridge on a tray in her hands.    

    

"Auntie, here's the porridge. I just cooked it personally in the kitchen and it's the best for climacteric people. Drink some and see if my cooking is good."    

    

"Okay, it smells good. Ting is sensible after all." Fu Fengyi praised.    

    

Ye Zimo helped her mother sit up. She took the wheat porridge that Soong Wanting brought to her mother and blew on it.    

    

"Mom, I'll feed you."    

    

It was Soong Wanting's first time seeing Ye Zimo take care of her mother like this, so she couldn't help but be moved. Who would have thought that Crown Prince, who needed a lot of people to serve him wherever he went, would even personally serve his mother.    

    

Fu Fengyi shook her head and took the bowl, saying softly, "I think it's better if I do it myself. If you're really filial, you should have asked Ting for a child earlier."    

    

Soong Wanting blushed and called out in a delicate voice, "Auntie!"    

    

Seeing that Ye Zimo was silent, Fu Fengyi asked, "Mo, did you not hear what Mom said?"    

    

Ye Zimo laughed. "I heard it, I heard it. I was thinking, why haven't I seen any movement after working so hard for so long? I don't know if my methods are wrong, or if my body is not strong enough. "    

    

He was simply raving to please his mother.    

    

The smile on Soong Wanting's face stiffened. She thought to herself, "You sure are cunning." The black ones have all been turned white by you, when did you work hard? No, it was actually an effort. It was just an effort on another woman.    

    

Fu Fengyi's attention was successfully diverted by Ye Zimo's humorous words. She glared at her son and leisurely took a sip of her porridge. Then, she said, "Are you sure what you are trying to do is right?" What Fu Fengyi meant was, she was hinting that he had gone off to have sex with another woman.    

    

Ye Zimo, of course, knew what her mother wanted to say. He rubbed his nose and asked her with a smile, "Mom, are you trying to give me some knowledge about physiology?"    

    

With that, he turned around to look at the flushed Soong Wanting. "Tell me, was my hard work in the right place, or was it wrong?"    

    

"This …" Soong Wanting didn't know how to reply.    

    

He didn't know what else to say. If he was right, he would have been fooled by this cunning man.    

    

"You damn kid, stop playing rogue here and trying to confuse us!" Fu Fengyi scolded, while Ye Zimo laughed even harder.    

    

Usually, Ye Zimo always had a calm face. It was rare for her to act like a good girl and play the fool. She knew that her son was trying to make her happy. She wanted to blame him, but she couldn't bear to say too much.    

    

Moreover, she knew clearly that he wasn't a reckless person. Now that he did this, it might be partly because of Ye Haorann.    

    

From time to time, he would do something that would make Ye Haorann's head hurt, as if he would suffer as long as his father was free.    

    

"Alright, I'm full. Eat this. I still have something to say to you." When Fu Fengyi passed the bowl of porridge to her son, Ye Zimo was still chuckling.    

    

"I'm not eating. You're regulating a woman's menopause. Later on, I'll be neither a boy nor a girl so I won't be able to complete my mission of spawning a grandson." Ye Zimo said, pushing it back to her mother, coaxing her to eat more.    

    

Fu Fengyi drank two or three more mouthfuls before she let Ye Zimo take it away. This time, her expression was more serious.    

    

"Mo, when I came here, why did I seem to see a few guest rooms filled with people? You have a lot of customers?" Fu Fengyi asked tentatively.