Ou Beichen nodded: "I want to confirm if that's my brother."
"Go ahead, leave the matters here to Old Third. Take some people with you, don't let yourself get the short end of the stick."
Mr. Jiu wasn't someone who spoke much. For him to actually say these words was already incredibly rare.
"Thank you, Master. Please let my sister know for me."
"Hmm."
He left. This matter was a thorn buried deep in his heart, one that he had to pull out.
Qin Miaomiao found out about it the next day.
"He went to France? Ou Bei Yao isn't dead?"
Lu Qing was mixing baby formula as he replied, "Hmm, Joanna said so."
"But back then, didn't Ouyang Yan say he killed him?"
"That's possible, but Ouyang Yan's words can't be fully trusted."
Qin Miaomiao still found it hard to believe: "If he wasn't dead, with how much Ou Bei Yao cares for Xiao Chen, it's impossible for him not to show up. Faking his death—this whole thing feels fishy."
"No matter how fishy, it'll all be uncovered in time."
