Inside the large compound, Qiren parked the car after the gate was opened for them. MD led them straight into the living room since Yibo had already called ahead to let him know they were on their way. Lan Yi still couldn't explain the reason her heart had been racing ever since they left the house.
In the living room, MD greeted Qiren again. Qiren responded warmly, smiling as he looked at him. Zhan sat close to Lan Yi, and when their eyes met, he quickly looked down and then politely greeted MD. MD asked how he was feeling, and he replied simply, "I'm doing better."
Just as MD had avoided looking in Hai Kuan's direction, Hai Kuan also refused to glance at him. Lan Yi, on her part, was restless...she wanted the gratitude to be expressed quickly so they could return home.
It wasn't long before the CEO descended the stairs, dressed in a long gown. Zhan's gaze followed her closely until she walked into the living room at a calm pace. Lan Yi looked at her only once before turning away. With a soft voice, the CEO greeted Qiren, then greeted Lan Yi as well. Yibo and Hai Kuan also exchanged greetings with her, which she returned with a faint smile.
When her eyes met Zhan's, he stood respectfully and greeted her. She lowered her gaze and replied gently before taking a seat in the living room. Looking at Lan Yi, she asked, "How is he feeling now?"
Lan Yi replied, "He's better."
The CEO nodded. "That's good. Health is all that matters."
Lan Yi only managed a brief smile in response. The CEO then asked, "Shall I have breakfast served? It's still early."
Lan Yi quickly answered, "No need, we already ate."
Silence fell. From Qiren to Yibo and MD, everyone's eyes were on the CEO. Lan Yi was eager for the courtesy to be done with so they could leave, but nothing more was said. After a few quiet seconds, the CEO finally spoke.
"I know Shen Yi must have already shared something surprising with you...or rather, something confusing but not impossible to believe. If it hadn't made sense to you, you wouldn't be here in my home. And yet… it makes a lot of sense because...." She stopped abruptly, lowering her gaze.
Qiren and the others kept watching her. Lan Yi's heart sank; she feared her suspicions from yesterday...that the poison had caused some hidden damage to Zhan...were about to be confirmed. Zhan, too, was unsettled by her words.
Calmly, Qiren said, "We need you to explain more clearly. Yes, what you said makes sense, but we need the details."
Lan Yi, shaken, asked, "Qiren, what's going on?"
Qiren looked at her gently. "Calm yourself. And I ask you not to say anything further in this living room. Just listen please."
Lan Yi lowered her head, trembling. The CEO kept her gaze on Qiren and spoke slowly:
"On the 5th of May, twenty-three years ago, in the city of Haikou, Hainan, an infant was left in a cardboard box, a short distance from a well near a green-painted temple."
Lan Yi's head shot up. She stared at the CEO without blinking, then turned quickly toward Qiren...who was also staring at her. Zhan couldn't look away from the CEO either. The CEO, however, kept her head bowed as tears slid down her cheeks. She wiped them with a small towel and continued softly,
"Perhaps you didn't find him right there yourselves. Maybe he was taken to an orphanage, or somewhere else first. But I know such a record must exist wherever you eventually found him."
Qiren's voice was steady, though strained. "Doctor… who exactly are you? Please, help us understand. How do you know all this?"
The CEO slowly raised her head and looked at him. "First, I want to know...where exactly did you find him...before I go on."
Qiren nodded quickly, then turned to Lan Yi. Her eyes were brimming with tears, her gaze fixed on the CEO without a single movement. Returning his attention to the CEO, Qiren said, "Exactly as you described. That is true."
The CEO wiped her eyes again, her voice trembling. "Then… his mother is still alive."
Lan Yi stood abruptly to leave the living room, but Qiren stopped her. He rose and guided her back into her seat, wiping the sweat on his forehead with his handkerchief. He spoke gently, "Please, Doctor. We are still in the dark. The date, the day, the exact place...you are correct, we are not disputing that. I was the one who found him that very morning. But we need you to explain further."
The CEO only looked at him, tears streaming down her face. At last, she lowered her head and whispered, "It's a long story."
"We have all day," Qiren assured her.
Hai Kuan bowed his head, listening intently. Yibo and MD fixed their eyes on her, waiting for her to continue. With a quiet, steady tone, the CEO began:
"I'll keep it brief. My father was a military officer, originally from Hainan. My mother came from a very different background,a Christian. Their union was never accepted by his relatives, who treated her with disdain. Because of this, life was difficult for her and for us as children. My father's constant transfers left her to endure much of it alone. His family never accepted us. They mocked, shunned, and humiliated us openly, saying we were not truly of their blood. That bitterness shaped everything about our early lives in Hainan. We suffered greatly because of it."
She wiped away her tears, struggling to keep her composure. After a few seconds, she continued haltingly:
"It wasn't only our father's family. Even the people in our neighborhood kept their distance from us because our mother wasn't Chinese,she's a foreigner and a Christian. At that time, tensions were common, and our area was mostly Chinese families. Unlike now....where diversity has spread, and people of different backgrounds live together more peacefully...back then, it was difficult. Our mother never went back to her hometown in the south, not even once, because of how she parted ways with her own parents and relatives.
I was twelve when tragedy struck. Our father died after being shot during an operation. The news shattered our mother. She was broken, depressed, and left with no one to turn to in Hainan.
Forty days after his death, his elder sisters and relatives came and took everything he had left behind. They claimed we were not his true children... that he had simply brought our mother from the south without proper marriage, so we had no right to inherit. We were left with nothing, except the rented house we lived in, which my father had just paid for before he died, and some food supplies he had sent not long before his passing."
The CEO wiped her streaming tears and continued:
"At the time, I was in grade 9 at a private school, and my sister Aaria was in elementary school. After our father's death, our mother's health collapsed from the shock. Some days she was sick, other days she was a little better, but she was never the same. Still, under scorching sun or heavy rain, she went out looking for work to provide for us. Often she came back with nothing, and we would sleep hungry.
Before his death, our father had insisted we attend school, but after he was gone, we couldn't continue. The money was needed for food. Sometimes one of my classmates secretly brought us food from her house so we could cook and eat."
The CEO grew quiet, staring at the large TV screen in the living room. Then she gave a bitter smile.
"The mistake my sister and I made was not insisting that our mother take us to her relatives in the south. I'm sure they would not have abandoned us. Eleven months after our father's death, our mother also passed away. She left us with no family, no relatives, no one. It was just me and my little sister in this harsh world."
The CEO broke into sobs, glancing at Qiren and everyone else in the living room. Zhan, clinging to Lan Yi, shut his eyes tightly, his heart pounding.
After crying her fill, the CEO steadied herself and went on, her voice raw:
"Life took a cruel turn. We had no one to look up to. We were too young, too naïve. The only help we got was from my classmate, whose family wasn't wealthy either...they were just managing. None of our father's relatives even looked at us, despite knowing our mother was gone.
When the rent on our house expired, the landlord, seeing our situation, moved us into one of his smaller rental homes, just a single room for the poor. Today, two of his grandchildren work in my hospitals...Dr. Han in Guangzhou and Dr. Meishing in Shanghai.
School was no longer an option for me. We just survived on whatever little food my classmate smuggled out of her house. Then, suddenly, her uncle enrolled her and her cousin into a boarding school. That meant her support became uncertain.
So I began taking my younger sister to the market with me. We carried goods for people, earning just enough to eat. At night we went back to our single room to sleep.
Later, a trader in the market, who had watched me working daily with my sister, gave me a job guarding his big shop. Every day, he paid me, after hearing my story. With that money, I enrolled Aaria in a low-cost school. I, however, remained in the market.
Time passed until Aaria finished elementary school. That same classmate of mine, who had returned home after graduating from high school, came looking for us. With her help, I enrolled Aaria in a good high school. She also advised me...since I had once been top of my class before dropping out...to buy science textbooks for senior high school and study at home. Then, when exams came, I could register privately.
That's exactly what I did. I studied for a year at home, and she even paid for my exam registration. Later, she gained admission into university.
By then, every penny I earned in the market, I saved for Aaria. Even if I couldn't continue my own education, I wanted my sister to. She was gifted. When she finished junior high school, I decided she had to go to boarding school. She was growing into a beautiful young girl, and men had already started noticing her at such a young age. But Aaria was too innocent, too timid. She was intelligent, yes, but not sharp or bold.
So, to protect her and give her focus, I placed her in boarding school...with great support again from my classmate, because my earnings alone weren't enough to cover it."
After Aaria went to boarding school, my classmate's parents relocated back to Beijing. They tried hard to transfer her to a university there, but it didn't work out, so she could only go home during vacations. Around that same time, the man whose shop I had been watching over also moved with his family to Chengdu.
With the little money I had, I started a small trade selling raw cone in the market. I didn't even tell my classmate about it because her studies required her full focus...she was in medical school, and that was already demanding. My small trade was just to make sure I could provide for my younger sister, who was in boarding school.
The CEO fell silent for a moment, smiling bitterly as everyone in the living room watched her.
"I trusted my little sister," she continued, voice heavy. "From the little upbringing I gave her after the death of our parents, I knew what she could or could not do. Even when I worked at the shop, she always came straight to me after school, and we would go home together by six in the evening. That was our routine until she left for boarding school.
When exams came, I was bedridden after a car accident while selling raw cone, so I couldn't fetch her. She didn't have money for transport, and at that time phones were rare, and even if they weren't...we couldn't afford one. Most of her classmates had already gone home because school was on vacation, only a few remained behind for exams. Then, one of her classmates told her she would be leaving and suggested Aaria join her family on their way to Hainan.
But when they came, it wasn't her father who showed up...it was her cousin brother. He took both of them away. Later, he dropped the cousin off at home first and returned with only my sister. Aaria never told me what really happened that day. I only noticed her eyes were swollen, and her entire demeanor changed. When I asked, she claimed she was just worried she hadn't performed well in her final paper. I reassured her that she would pass.
For a whole week, I kept trying to cheer her up, but she refused to smile. I should have known she had locked something deep in her heart. But I didn't. And that worthless man… he wasn't done. He kept haunting my sister. She was too afraid to tell me because I had resumed my trade, and she didn't want to burden me.
Months later, I noticed changes...she was constantly sick, weak, unable to eat. I thought it was malaria, even took her to a pharmacy for medicine. Then one day, my classmate Angela...who had become family to us...visited during her semester break. She was the one who pointed it out: Aaria was pregnant."
The CEO wiped her tears, voice trembling as she continued.
"I still blame myself for everything. Because we were nobodies, with no one to stand for us, when I tried to protect my sister from her abuser, his influential father had me thrown in prison for seven months.
If not for Angela, Aaria might not have survived. She was bedridden most of the time, locked inside that tiny room we lived in. Angela would sneak out from her school every day to bring her food, buy her medicine, and care for her. She did everything she could. My sister was depressed and too broken to even cry for help."
She shook her head, tears streaming down her face.
"When I finally got out of prison, just four weeks later, Aaria gave birth. A baby boy.
The child didn't even cry after delivery, and the worst part...he was born with two private parts. In shock and desperation, I boiled water, cleaned what I could, then wrapped the baby in a towel. I placed him inside a cardboard box, tied it with a plastic bag, and carried him through the night. I walked for nearly forty minutes, through unfamiliar alleys and narrow streets of Hainan, until I reached this very spot near a green painted building.
I made sure no one was watching, left him there, and quickly found my way back home through the maze of streets.
That abandoned child...the one I left by that building twenty-three years ago..." her voice cracked, and she turned toward Zhan, pointing at him, "the genetic testing and his condition prove… he is that baby."
Slowly, Lan Yi pulled Zhan into her arms, tears streaming down her face. Qiren was speechless, and so were Yibo and the others...their bodies felt heavy, for this was not the kind of story they had wished to hear. MD only bowed his head, silently wishing none of this had happened.
The CEO wiped her eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"Ever since I separated Aaria from her baby, she has suffered post-traumatic stress disorder. Angela was furious at me for what I did to that innocent child. She begged me over and over to take her back to the place where I abandoned the baby, but I refused. I told her I couldn't even recognize the neighborhood if I tried...I had been wandering blindly that night. I never thought the trauma my sister endured would last forever… if I had known, I would never have taken her child away. I believed she would recover after a few months, but instead, things only grew worse.
By the time Aaria returned from boarding school, she no longer practiced Buddhism the way she once did. I felt relieved because I had never supported it. Angela told me to leave her alone, that she had the right to choose her own path. The first time I saw her at a temple after her return, I was furious. At school, she had even started using the name Mei Li Wei....our father's name. I had registered her under a Christian name, yet she chose that on her own. I thought her friends had influenced her, but later I realized it was her own decision. She wanted to follow the path of our father, for she had always been his favorite.
Months later, I sat for my exams and entered medical school, with Angela's help. All that time, we lived in the home of Mr. Wu Yuan. Gradually, my sister's health declined so badly that whenever I left for school, I locked her in the room to keep her safe until I returned."
The CEO wiped her face again and continued softly.
"Angela is the reason I am where I am today. But she passed away seven years ago, childless. She never had children of her own, though she adopted three from an orphanage and sponsored them...just as she once sponsored me before she ever married into a wealthy family whose relatives treated her cruelly until they ultimately caused her death.
The first day I met Zhan, I thought I was seeing Angela again...the resemblance was striking. But I knew Angela had never given birth. She had only adopted those children. Still, something about Zhan drew me in. At first, it was just a feeling I couldn't explain. Even after I left for the UK, he lingered in my thoughts.
One day, during a conversation with Shen Yi, I deliberately arranged for him to attend a UK conference...he wasn't even supposed to go. I simply wanted to see him again. I had never hosted any staff in my home before, but I invited him to stay.
It was during those two days that I noticed things about him that shook me. The way he slept was exactly like my sister Aaria. The way he acted when sick reminded me of her too...he had been ill the very night he arrived, and I checked on him throughout. By morning, I watched how he ate at the dining table, and even the way he looked at Shen Yi mirrored my sister. His walking steps… everything unsettled me. And then, when I discovered his monthly cycle...it confirmed my suspicions.
Still, I tried to push it aside. They both returned to China with Shen Yi. But just four days later, he was poisoned. When Shen Yi called me with the news, I panicked more than I expected. I immediately contacted colleagues, and together we flew back to China. After he began recovering, I secretly took his blood and hair samples. I couldn't explain why...I just needed to clear this doubt I didn't even understand.
I never truly believed he could be the child my sister gave birth to and I abandoned years ago… but I couldn't rest until I knew.
When the DNA results came back, I was shocked to the core. To be certain, I had Shen Yi himself collect Aaria's sample, and then Zhan's. The results matched again."
The CEO fell silent, wiping her tears as the room remained in heavy silence. Qiren and the others just stared at her, unable to say a word.
Yibo's gaze, however, stayed fixed on Zhan, who buried his face against Lan Yi's shoulder. His heart broke. He wished he had never stepped foot into that house that day.
After several long minutes, the CEO struggled to her feet and said quietly, "Aaria is upstairs. You can come with me to see her now. Sometimes she speaks in fragments...only to me. Other times, she just stares. I've taken her across countries, searching for treatment, but all my efforts have been in vain. There has been no improvement…"
Qiren let out a long, hidden sigh and stood up. The others also rose to their feet. Lan Yi gently lifted Zhan, looking into his face, only to find tears streaming down his cheeks. She wiped them away softly and whispered, "Don't cry again, my son."
Zhan nodded slightly. All eyes in the sitting room were on them. Lan Yi helped him to his feet, and together they followed the CEO upstairs to where Aaria was. She opened the door to the room and stepped inside. Zhan clung tightly to Lan Yi, refusing to look around at the details of the place.
A nurse sitting beside Aaria, showing her pictures of flowers on a tablet, immediately stood when she saw them. The CEO gave her a faint, forced smile.
"You can leave, Fai," she said.
"Alright, ma'am," the nurse replied before leaving the room.
Aaria's eyes followed them cautiously, as though she wasn't used to seeing so many people at once. The CEO went to sit beside her, holding her hand gently.
"Don't be afraid, my love. Do you know what I've brought you today?"
Aaria shook her head. Zhan still refused to look at her, clutching Lan Yi tightly instead. The CEO's voice grew soft.
"I brought you your baby boy. Do you remember I once told you I was keeping him safe for you? Well, today I went and brought him back. Your twenty-three-year-old baby boy, the one you named Sean. Do you remember you once tried to remind me that his twenty-third birthday was only weeks away? Today, I have brought him to you...with the people who cared for him all these years."
Aaria only stared at her sister, as if trying to process the words. The CEO stood slowly and turned toward Lan Yi, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Lan Yi gently pulled Zhan away from her embrace, whispering softly as she looked at him, "Go to her, son…"
Zhan nodded, fighting to hold back his tears. He glanced at the CEO, but fresh tears welled up in his eyes despite all his efforts. The CEO lowered her gaze, took his hand, and guided him toward the bed. When they reached it, Zhan finally dared to look at the woman sitting there, watching him intently without blinking.
The CEO spoke softly:
"Aaria, this is your baby boy. This is your Sean."
Zhan sat beside her, staring. Before he knew it, tears spilled down his face. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against her shoulder as he wept. Aaria looked at the CEO, who was also crying, then gently raised Zhan's face and gazed at him. Zhan wrapped his arms around her. Slowly, Aaria embraced him tightly in return, looking at her sister as if weighing her words.
"He is my Sean?" she asked shakily.
The CEO nodded, forcing a smile through her tears.
"Yes, he is your Sean."
Aaria broke down, hugging Zhan even tighter. Lan Yi lowered her head, wiping her tears before quietly leaving the room. Qiren's eyes followed her as she walked out. Hai Kuan quickly went after her. Yibo leaned silently against the wall, his chest aching at the sound of Zhan's sobs.
Through her tears, Aaria turned to her sister and pleaded, "Please don't ever take him away from me again. I've told you...I want him just like the way he's. I love him."
The CEO sat beside them, shaking her head gently.
"I will never separate you from him again, Aaria. But remember...the people who raised him are also his parents. You cannot take him away from them either."
Aaria only cried harder, clinging to Zhan as she stared at her sister.
Qiren finally turned and left the room, MD following behind him. Yibo stayed longer, listening to Zhan's sobs, but eventually, unable to bear it, he walked out as well.
Downstairs in the sitting room, Qiren sat beside Lan Yi, trying to calm her tears though he didn't even know exactly what she was crying about. Hai Kuan sat quietly by her side, his head lowered. Yibo remained with MD, both lost in their own thoughts.
After a while, the CEO came downstairs holding her sister's hand, with Zhan beside them. As Zhan entered the sitting room, he walked straight to Lan Yi and sat beside her, resting his head against her shoulder with closed eyes. Lan Yi pulled him close again, embracing him tightly.
The CEO helped Aaria sit on the two-seater and took her place beside her. Aaria's eyes never left Zhan...her entire focus fixed on him.
Looking at her sister, the CEO said gently, "Say hello to them. These are the parents who raised your son."
Aaria looked at them, tears gathering again in her eyes. Then she turned to her sister with trembling voice:
"Are they going to take him away again? But you once promised me that one day you would bring him back to me forever."
The CEO couldn't answer. Aaria cried harder, watching everyone in the sitting room as if they might take Zhan away. The CEO wiped her tears and spoke softly,
"Be grateful to them, Aaria. They've cared for your Sean for twenty-three years. Even if they take him with them, I know he'll keep coming to see you. And you can visit him anytime too. You know he's in school now…"
Aaria only wept, refusing to take her eyes off Zhan, who kept his eyes closed against Lan Yi.
Qiren broke the silence, his gaze on the CEO.
"You still haven't finished the story…"
The CEO gave a strained smile.
"You mean Sean's biological father, don't you?"
Qiren sighed deeply...that was exactly what he wanted to know. Everyone turned their eyes toward her, waiting. Slowly, she replied,
"I would rather take you all, including Aaria, to his family's home in his town. That's where I want to reveal everything."
"Why do you say that?" Qiren asked.
"It will be more discreet that way," the CEO explained. "I'll book flights for all of us. Tomorrow morning we'll go to his family's house. I don't want to speak his name here."
Qiren sighed again, wondering if it was truly the right thing to do. After a few moments he said,
"Do you think that won't cause trouble? Is it really necessary to go all the way to his family's home?"
She shook her head and said, "Not at all. He still follows me around in the UK, trying to get me to connect him with Aaria. I don't even know his true intentions. I once had to call the police on him before he finally gave up. Since then, we only cross paths by coincidence. After that incident, I've never seen him or his family again here in China."
Qiren sighed and said, "Alright then. Tomorrow we would all go."
Aaria just kept staring at Zhan without blinking. The CEO gently took her hand and said, "They'll take Sean with them today because he has school to attend, but I promise you'll see him again tomorrow."
Aaria burst into quiet tears. "But that wasn't what you promised me, sister."
The CEO stroked her brow and whispered, "I know, my love. But for now, let him go to school. Tomorrow, you'll see him again."
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The car ride home was silent. Zhan clung tightly to Lan Yi. When Qiren parked, Lan Yi stepped out with Zhan and led him inside. Hai Kuan and Yibo remained in the car, lost in their own thoughts. Calmly, Qiren said, "I want everything we heard today to remain between us. I know your nature...I know what you will and won't do. If Lee were here, I know he too would never let this secret out. But since he isn't, I don't want him hearing about it either. I'll also speak to your mother when we go inside."
Back in house, Lan Yi led Zhan straight to her bedroom, locked the door, and sat him down gently on the bed. She sat beside him, watching quietly as hot tears rolled down his face. She wiped them away, her voice trembling.
"I don't want you crying anymore, son. This isn't only your fate...it's ours too. We must face it together, hand in hand."
Zhan straightened up, blinking back tears.
"These are tears of joy, Mama. I've accepted my fate wholeheartedly. Being with you is the greatest blessing of my life, no matter how I came into this world. I can't change that...and I wouldn't. What matters is that I've been given a life with you, and I've grown into someone of worth because of it. I'm proud to call you my parents...no one could ever replace you."
Lan Yi pulled him into a tearful embrace. "That's just it, son. You are my pride. From today on, no more tears."
Zhan smiled faintly, hugging her tighter.
Around 2 p.m., Zhan was in his room when Hai Kuan came in. Zhan looked up at him, but Hai Kuan avoided his gaze at first. He walked over and sat down, then after a pause, moved closer and took Zhan's hand gently. His voice was low.
"You know what, Baby?"
Zhan smiled faintly. "Tell me, Gege."
Hai Kuan returned the smile at his response and said softly, "No matter the situation, no matter the circumstances, you'll always be our little baby. To us, you're our blood."
Zhan smiled wider, watching him.
Just then, the door opened and Yibo walked in. Seeing them, his eyes widened.
"Really? What are my siblings up to here?" he teased, moving closer. He sat cross-legged beside them and looked at both. "What's happening without me?"
Hai Kuan chuckled. "I was just reminding him that we'll always see him as our little brother, our blood… and above all, that we love him."
Yibo placed his hand over theirs and grinned. "Then let me join in that reminder."
Zhan laughed softly and whispered, "And I see both of you as my shield... today, tomorrow, always, and forever. I'm proud to have you and Lee-Gege as my brothers. I'll always cherish you."
The three of them smiled at one another. Zhan kissed both their hands gently, his eyes shining with warmth.
Lan Yi was surprised at how calm Zhan appeared for the rest of the day, moving about the house as though nothing had happened. It eased her heart somewhat, though deep inside she knew he must be carrying sorrow for his birth mother. Still, it wasn't out of desire to be with her.
That night, MD sent Yibo the business-class flight tickets that the CEO had arranged...eight seats for their trip the following morning. The flight was set for 9 a.m.
Later, Zhan sat in his room with Yibo and Hai Kuan, recounting how he had felt the day he was poisoned. Hai Kuan listened while scrolling on his phone, but Yibo was focused intently on Zhan. Suddenly, Yibo's phone buzzed. He checked his messages and opened WhatsApp when he saw who it was from.
Zhan frowned. "Gege, you too your on your phone...not listening to me."
Yibo laughed when he saw the ticket MD had sent, put his phone down and smiled. Hai Kuan looked up at Zhan and said, "Who said I'm not listening?"
Zhan stuck out his tongue. "Fine...tell me what I said last, then."
Hai Kuan shrugged. "Don't know."
Qiren finished his tea, glanced at Lan Yi, then smirked and shook his head. "You think I'll go and tell Xuxui about this."
Lan Yi cut him off. "I don't know, and frankly I don't want to know. All I'm saying is this: if you have any intention, be discreet. This is a family secret... ours to bury. I don't want this talk going anywhere. I want it to stay between us forever, even after tomorrow. I know how our children are, but I'm serious about keeping this contained."
Qiren held up a hand. "Before you lecture them, I already remind them myself. I understand the importance of keeping this private. Arguing about it won't help; we need to handle it sensibly."
Lan Yi gave a small, tired smile. "Let's just hope it all goes well."
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