From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 647: 338 Pigeon Occupies_3

“We’ll definitely meet Old Han this time in Jiangzhou. All four of us from our dormitory are bachelors and the best in our fields. How could this be? What’s wrong with us?”

Xu Shuhua furrowed his eyebrows and fell into contemplation.

Bo Yuxun looked down at the ribbon in the box, soft and supple like a gentle fingertip. What kind of person could its owner be?

——

Bo Yuxun returned to the Bos and packed a few clothes. Huai Qing entered the room.

“Young Master, where are you going?”

“Jiangzhou.”

Huai Qing came over to help pack, and upon hearing the destination, paused: “There is a Qinglong Association in Jiangzhou. They’re not to be messed with. Young Master, please be careful.”

Bo Yuxun coldly said, “The Qinglong Association is not the most frightening thing.”

Huai Qing glanced at him and took an envelope out of his pocket, handing it to him.

“This is the clue I’ve found. The Jiangs had two maids back then. One was fired before the incident, and the other’s whereabouts are unknown. The fired one died in a car accident the same year. The missing one is very suspicious. After investigating, I found that this maid named Li Chan is from Jiangzhou. I boldly suspect that the breakthrough clue lies with this Li Chan.”

Bo Yuxun opened the envelope. Inside was a photo.

The young woman in the photo was wearing a white shirt, her face elegant and charming.

“She also has a twin sister named Li Juan. Thirteen years ago, her entire family died in a mysterious fire.”

As Huai Qing finished speaking, Bo Yuxun’s eyes suddenly darkened, his fingers crumpling the photo without him realizing it.

Huai Qing sighed, “All the clues ultimately point to Jiangzhou. Young Master, that woman is ruthless. She wiped out all the evidence from that year. If she finds out that we are investigating what happened, she will definitely be harmful to you. You must be discreet and careful.”

Bo Yuxun suddenly looked at Huai Qing, his sharp gaze making Huai Qing’s heart jump.

“If she wiped out all the evidence from back then, how could you find it? Where did you get this photo?”

Huai Qing lowered his head: “I couldn’t hide it from your eyes, Young Master. This photo and these clues were actually sent to me anonymously. I don’t know who the other party is, but I think they should be on our side.”

Bo Yuxun sneered, “A mantis stalks the cicada unaware of the oriole behind. It seems that a pair of eyes has been watching us in secret.”

“Let it be. As long as I can avenge Xia Xue, I’m willing to be a pawn in someone else’s game.”

Bo Yuxun glanced at the photo before setting it on fire. The ashes scattered in the wind, disappearing between heaven and earth.

“You stay at home, keep an eye on Bo Yujiang.”

Huai Qing hesitated, “Does Young Master suspect the Young Mistress?”

Bo Yuxun’s lips curved coldly, “She can deceive my mother, deceive my elder brother and sister-in-law, but she can’t deceive me. A Jiang and I are twins, and there is a telepathic connection between us. That time when I collapsed after surgery at the age of 24, I knew that something happened to A Jiang.”

Bo Yuxun’s expression became sad, “A Jiang is who I lost, I owe her… I’ve been searching for her for twenty years without results. How could she have found her way back by coincidence? A three or four-year-old child wouldn’t remember anything, yet she says she remembers the front door of the Bos. She deliberately came back to Bo family, and even the burns on her feet were identical to A Jiang’s.”

Huai Qing said, “This shows that she has seen the real Young Mistress. This woman is so cunning.”

When Bo Yujiang returned to the Bos, Bo Yuxun knew that she was not the real A Jiang. However, at that time, his mother was desperate for her daughter, and her appearance comforted his mother. Moreover, he was deeply affected by Xia Xue’s death, so he left her with his mother and went abroad alone.

Twelve years passed, and as long as the woman dutifully fulfilled her role, Bo Yuxun had tacitly accepted her existence. As long as she didn’t threaten the Bos or his mother, she would always be the beloved daughter of the Bos.

However, recently, Bo Yuxun had a feeling that A Jiang was still alive, somewhere in this world.

He had to find A Jiang.

He even suspected that A Jiang’s disappearance and the return of this fake daughter to the Bos were all part of a conspiracy.

In the vast world, how could one find a person who had been missing for more than 30 years? The only breakthrough was this fake daughter who had usurped A Jiang’s identity.

“Don’t worry, Young Master. I will keep an eye on the Young Mistress.”

Bo Yuxun carried his luggage out the door, and pink plum blossoms added a touch of color to the silver-clad world.

Bo Yujiang and Bo Lianye were building a snowman in the courtyard. Madam sat under the eaves with a blanket on her lap and a teacup in her hand, her eyes squinting in laughter as she listened to the laughter in the courtyard.

“Grandma, Aunt is bullying me!” Bo Lianye playfully complained, forming a snowball and throwing it at Bo Yujiang. Quick and agile, Bo Yujiang dodged the snowball, which hit Bo Yuxun instead.

Bo Lianye was taken aback and quickly ran over to pat the snow off him, “I’m so sorry, uncle. It wasn’t on purpose.”

“It’s okay.” Bo Yuxun said lightly.

Bo Yujiang walked over, “Are you going on a long trip, Second Brother?”

Bo Yuxun crouched down next to Madam, adjusting the blanket on her leg, “Mother, I received an invitation to a medical conference in Jiangzhou. I’m afraid I won’t be able to spend New Year’s Day with you.”

Madam patted his hand and laughed, “You go ahead. Your work is important. There are so many people at home anyway, it’s lively.”

Bo Yujiang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiangzhou?

Bo Lianye jumped excitedly, “Uncle, can you take me with you? I want to go to Jiangzhou too.”

“I’m going for work, not to play. Stay home and be good, and take care of Grandma.”

“Alright.” Bo Lianye pouted, looking unwilling.

Without even looking at Bo Yujiang, Bo Yuxun turned and left.

Bo Lianye found it strange and quietly said to Bo Yujiang, “Aunt, why do I feel that uncle’s attitude toward you is a bit strange? Shouldn’t the two of you be the closest?”

It seemed as if the uncle was completely ignoring Aunt.

Uncle had been back in the country for more than a month, and it had always been like this.

But according to grandma, uncle doted on aunt the most. Something was off.

Bo Yujiang laughed awkwardly, “Maybe your uncle doesn’t know how to face me. After all, it was him who lost me back then.”

Bo Lianye accepted this explanation, thinking that the uncle needed more time.

As she turned away, a cold gaze flashed in Bo Yujiang’s eyes, and she clenched her fists tightly within her sleeves.