Ziyi had been silent for a long time.
She still stared at the photograph, her gaze fixed and unmoving.
He Jingyao and Zhixi didn't urge her, but waited quietly.
After a while, Ziyi finally spoke.
"He's not Uncle Xiaobao." Ziyi murmured softly, "Brother, you said it too, he's Ludwig Sorren."
Uncle Xiaobao promised her that he wouldn't get close to other women.
Yet, the man in this photo has a wife.
So, it absolutely can't be him.
"Ziyi." He Jingyao's voice was faint, "He very well could be Pei Yuanchen. After all, before this, Ludwig Sorren had never appeared in public."
Ziyi widened her eyes: "But, but Ludwig really exists, right? How could he let Uncle Xiaobao replace his identity?"
"Perhaps the name Ludwig belonged to Pei Yuanchen from the very beginning." He Jingyao said calmly, "Just waiting for him to return and observe the existence of this man."
Ziyi's face turned pale and she shook her head vigorously, "I don't believe it!"
