My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 557: Recognizing Relatives

Ran Studio.

Since giving birth to Zhizhi, Yuran had actually made very few appearances in the studio, handling any business over the phone.

Annan usually dealt with her work in the studio and then simply reported back, but her frequent visits lately had made the staff feel uneasy.

Qi Younian asked directly and bluntly, "Could it be that the studio isn’t making a profit, or do you think it’s about to close down, since you’re coming by so often recently?"

Bo Yan looked toward Meng Qiuyan through him; Qi Younian felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart and instantly felt uncomfortable, "Could it be..."

Yuran nodded, stepped past him, and stood in front of Meng Qiuyan, then looked at her. Meng Qiuyan was puzzled and met her gaze with a questioning look, "President Yu, you’re looking for me again?"

Yuran hummed a response, and Meng Qiuyan was slightly stunned, then smiled, "Alright, where shall we talk?"

Yuran led her directly to Qi Younian’s office.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Qi Younian turned to Bo Yan, "Shall we talk?"

Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, seemingly in agreement.

The two then entered Kang Zhenyu’s office.

The rest of the staff exchanged looks, feeling that something significant might have happened that they weren’t privy to, which seemed pretty unreasonable.

Then many heads gathered together.

They started to make a commotion.

"Do you think our studio is going through a reform?"

"No way, even if it’s a reform, they wouldn’t need to find Qiuyan specifically. Could it be that Qiuyan is getting shares?"

"Get out of here, what are you talking about? I think, could we be getting a major resource?"

"Then why not announce it together? Why the secrecy?"

It was insinuated, without explicit mention.

The crowd’s confusion went unresolved, and they felt uncomfortable, as if something was off. The chubby guy and Xiaoxue both pushed themselves up and bowed out of the discussion. After all, there was no conclusion, and they might as well get back to work with plenty on their hands.

Ever since Yuran had sought her out the last time, Meng Qiuyan always felt that something was off. Now, with Yuran approaching her again, she was faintly speculating in her heart, but she dismissed all the notions.

The ages didn’t match, and many other details didn’t either.

She didn’t dare to entertain such thoughts.

She sat face to face with Yuran, who was carefully studying her features. Meng Qiuyan fidgeted uneasily, not understanding what Yuran really wanted to do. Wanting to ask, she seemed unsure how to broach the subject, as if sitting on pins and needles.

"You... Yuran, what exactly..."

"Qiuyan, if I were to say that I am your sister, would you..."

Her inner speculations were suddenly confirmed, and Meng Qiuyan stiffened on the spot, her facial expression frozen. She watched Yuran, her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn’t utter a word. It didn’t seem possible, yet she couldn’t pinpoint why.

"Why would you say that?"

After a long time, Meng Qiuyan regained her voice, spoke faintly, and couldn’t suppress the tremble in her body. Her hands resting on the table also shook slightly.

Nothing matched up, how could she possibly be her sister.

After doubting herself for a while, she didn’t even wait for Yuran to explain, and continued, "Yuran, are you teasing me for fun? This joke isn’t funny at all."

Yet, she was inexplicably hopeful.

But how could it be possible?

Yuran extended her arm and firmly grasped Meng Qiuyan’s hand which was about to retreat under the table, looking directly into her eyes, "Qiuyan, I’m not making fun of you, I think you should understand, I’m not joking."

"How could this be possible?" Meng Qiuyan couldn’t accept it for a moment and shook off Yuran’s hand, her face stiffened, and she immediately apologized, "Sorry."

Yuran didn’t mind and shook her head, "You don’t need to apologize to me. The person who lost you was me; it’s me who should say sorry to you."

But Meng Qiuyan still felt something was off, "No, you... "

"Qiuyan, let’s put it another way, I am Fu Yuran. If I say it like this, will it be easier for you to accept?"

"How could it?"

Meng Qiuyan felt her brain was in turmoil, overwhelmed with information, and her mind was blank. She had no idea what Yuran had just uttered, feeling like she might have misunderstood something.

Under Yuran’s soothing, she gradually calmed down and then stared at Yuran without blinking, "You say, you say... "

"Yes, I am Fu Yuran." Yuran nodded.

"But how could this be?"

Meng Qiuyan still couldn’t understand.

With a bitter smile, Yuran explained, "It’s a long story, after I died, I comedically remained in this body and became Yuran."

Meng Qiuyan’s pupils contracted sharply, "Was it Yinchao and Fu Bairan who killed you?"

Her voice was extremely cold.

Yuran felt a slight warmth in her heart, nodded, then shook her head, "Whether they did or did not, I will find out. I thought so before, but now, I don’t think they did."

Meng Qiuyan looked at her cheek and smiled faintly, "Are you really my... sister?"

"Yes, I am."

Yuran admitted without any pressure, even with some joy, "Actually, you are the real Fu Bairan. I’m sorry, when you were young, I lost you and failed to find you immediately, letting you suffer so much on your own. When I learned the news, I was afraid to face you;

Last time I came, I already had some leads, but I... was afraid of disappointing you, so I didn’t dare to say anything until I had proof. It’s only then that I dared to tell you;

I’m very sorry, I... "

Meng Qiuyan crossed the table and suddenly embraced Yuran, burying her face in Yuran’s neck, "Don’t apologize, you did nothing wrong to me;

Although my memory is hazy, my sister has been very good to me since I was little. We were little girls who lived in the cracks, trying to survive. How old were you back then? Did you really want to lose me? If you did, why would you look for me after so many years?

Sister, I’m not ungrateful, you can learn to trust me a little, I can handle it."

Yuran’s heart trembled, and she embraced her back, "Okay."

Meng Qiuyan let go of her and wiped the tear streaks from her face, "That’s great, you are younger than me now, I can protect you."

Yuran: "..."

Meng Qiuyan, "Let’s not talk about what happened initially. Sister, how did you find me? I... "

Yuran, holding her hand and not letting go, "Qiuyan, we have three brothers who are all waiting for me to take you back home. I can tell you about my issues slowly, but them... I think you need to meet them, they have also suffered a lot trying to find us both."

Meng Qiuyan didn’t refuse. She thought she was alone, but now, her family was right there by her side, waiting for her recognition, and she couldn’t say no.

"Sister, what is my name?"

"Xi Bei, the ’Bei’ in treasure. Our brother is Xi Nian, the Xi Nian of Huanya."

Meng Qiuyan was incredulous, Xi Nian, this name known to everyone, this person, was actually her brother?

Fate is really unimaginable, isn’t it?

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