Chapter 290: The Banquet, That Is the Young Miss of the Impe

row furrowed, and she raised her hand to attack the person...Unexpectedly, the other party's speed was far beyond hers. The moment Shen Ningran made her move, he dodged to the side, grabbing her wrist..."Dad Dad"

The old Master was stunned, Zhou Zhiruo called him several times before he responded.

"What's wrong" Zhou Zhiruo asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, it's just that what you said sounds unlikely. Qing had already passed away years ago. It's been thirteen years! If she were still alive, she would have come back to us. How could she possibly become the young mistress of the palace That's absurd."

“Can…”

"You must be mistaken. The scars on your hands don't prove anything; there are coincidences too." Old Master Bo directly refuted Zhou Zhiruo's words.

"No, if the scar was a coincidence, why would she hide it from me It's because she knows that if I saw the scar, I would recognize her, so she wouldn't let me see it."

Zhou Zhiruo knew that what she had just said sounded unbelievable. If she hadn't seen the scar and her reaction at the time, she wouldn't have believed it either. But now, it seemed very likely that she was right.

But to outsiders, just one scar can't be evidence, nor can it explain anything.

If she suddenly told others that someone who had been dead for thirteen years had changed their face to become a noble lady, and her only evidence was seeing a scar, no one who didn't know the truth would believe it.

Even the old master doesn't believe her words now, Zhou Zhiruo was a little anxious, "Dad, you believe what I say is true…"

"Alright, stop overthinking it. You're just like Ajin now, thinking only about helping Shen Ningran, that woman, which is why you're coming up with all these nonsensical things."

"I..." Zhou Zhiruo was momentarily speechless.

The old man's phone rang. He frowned and glanced at it, his expression flickering slightly. "I'll take this call. This matter is serious, don't tell anyone else for now, even if what you said is true, we need evidence, understand"

The old man wanted to appease Zhou Zhiruo first.

Hearing him say that, Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to nod first.

Having said that, the old man slowly walked to a less populated area before taking the call. "You've been recognized by Zhiran!"

Bo Yanqing tightened his voice, "Yes, she saw the scar on my hand. I panicked for a moment and acted impulsively, so please help me, Grandpa."

"How can I help you"

"I'm still unsure how they will act at the banquet. If anything happens, Grandfather, just improvise as the situation demands."

She needs him to speak for her.

The old man fell silent for a moment.

That end's thin smoke cleared nervously bit her lip, and continued: "Grandpa, if I sit firmly in the position of Miss Gong, I can find Gong Shulan faster and avenge my father, isn't that right If I reveal myself, wouldn't Shen Ningran and Gong Shulan become even more powerful You helping me is just helping yourself."

The old man knew that her words were half true and half false. Perhaps she was grateful, wanting to repay him, but there was also a selfish desire in her heart.

"I know, you don't have to remind me over and over."

"I'm afraid Grandpa will forget about what happened back then, forget all this hatred. After all, Shen Ningran and Brother Bo are going to be together again now, Grandpa, do you really want Brother Bo to be with the daughter of his enemy"

Of course, Old Mr. Bo wouldn't want to.

But Bo Jin yu was also stubborn, and wouldn't listen to him at all.

He didn't want to live his life consumed by hatred like he was, so he kept the truth about Thin Ming-Jan's death from him.

But it doesn't seem to work now.

He has fallen deeper and deeper for this woman, Shen Ningran.

"Don't worry about these things, I have plans. Just focus on yourself."

"I still need your help with my affairs, Grandpa."

Old Mr. Bo didn't say anything, which could be considered as an acceptance. He hung up the phone.

Bao Yanqing stood upstairs, looking at the hung-up phone, her heart sinking. She called her subordinates, but the call went unanswered. She didn't know if they had successfully stopped Shen Ningran.

"Miss, it's time to go downstairs." Mo Cang walked over and reminded Bo Yanqing in a low voice.

Bo Yanqing retracted her expression, relaxing her features and turning back with a light smile. She nodded, "Okay."

Now we can only take it one step at a time.

Thin Smoke followed Ink Blue down the stairs.

There were so many guests downstairs, almost everyone who was invited had arrived.

Every family gives Palace Noodles face.

With a light flick, Bo Yan smoothed her skirt and stood tall. A perfect smile graced her delicate face.

Mo Cang raised his hand, making a gesture of invitation. Mo Qing, holding her skirt, slowly walked down the stairs.

Hearing the sound from the stairs, everyone unconsciously looked up at the person on the spiral staircase.

A woman in a silver-white gown walked down the stairs. Her beautiful face was radiant under the bright lights.

"Wow, is this the young Miss Gong that the Gong family found back She's so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, she's so beautiful, and her temperament is excellent. She truly lives up to being a member of the Imperial Family. Even though she wasn't raised in the Palace as a child, she was born with an extraordinary presence and bearing."

"Look, the young lady from the palace is wearing a dress designed by Master Pei Qing himself. It's custom-made and reportedly has nearly a thousand diamonds sewn onto the hem. Under the light, it's dazzlingly beautiful, like a galaxy of stars. Seeing it today, it truly is stunning."

“It seems like that one. Master Pei Qin mentioned before that this dress is very picky to wear. Now that it’s on Miss Gong, it's as if it was tailor-made for her. This can only mean that Miss Gong is both beautiful and has a good figure, which allows her to interpret this dress so perfectly.”

"The Miss Gong is so beautiful, she truly deserves this dress."

Hearing the flattering voices all around, Bo Yan proudly raised her chin slightly, her face filled with confidence and arrogance, as if these compliments and praises rightfully belonged to her.

Huo Baizhou elbowed Bai Xiyao and raised an eyebrow, "See."

Bai Xiyao raised his eyes and took a deep look at the man, his long and narrow brows slightly arched.

If they hadn't heard about this from Bo Jin Yu earlier that day, they would definitely think the person coming down now was Shen Ning Ran.

In the other corner, Ji Yun's dark eyes narrowed fiercely. Was this woman Shen Ningran Or was she the identical person Shen Ningran spoke of

This similarity in every move is almost impossible to tell apart.

To their surprise, the Guan family was even more shocked. Guan Xinyue's red wine glass clattered to the floor when she saw 'Shen Ningran'.

The wine glass shattered instantly, spilling the red wine all over the floor.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, "How could this be How could this happen It's Shen Ningran! It's really that b*tch Shen Ningran! Mom! It's really Shen Ningran, she's the eldest miss of the Gong family!"

Kuang Ting-chi and Chuang Yu-mei's eyes were also full of disbelief.

How could Shen Ningran possibly be a palace young lady

How is this possible

Guan Xin Yue didn't believe it. She couldn't control herself and walked a few steps forward. She didn't believe that Shen Ning Ran was the young lady of the palace, she wanted to go up and tear off her disguise.

She always thought her family background was enough to crush Shen Ningran for a lifetime. If Shen Ningran became the young mistress of the palace, she wouldn't be able to compare to her in any way!

Guan Xin Yue's jealousy was making her want to go insane.

"Xin Yue." Zhuang Yumei hurriedly pulled Guan Xin Yue, who seemed to be going crazy, back. "Calm down."

Now everyone is gathered in front, flattering Miss Guan, the eldest daughter of the palace. If Guan Xin Yue rushes up now and offends her, she will probably implicate her entire family.

Guan Xin Yue clenched her fists tightly, only then did she suppress the jealousy in her heart.

Because Shen Ningran had suffered so much, she would never let her off the hook.

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