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"Young master, why did you buy that dress for that young lady? Do you need me to investigate her background? " The housekeeper, Joe, who was sitting in the driver's seat, respectfully asked.

The man slowly opened his eyes, supporting his head with his hands. He lazily looked at Joe, "No need, I just feel like she's someone I've known before." After a while, he faintly replied to Joe's words.

Joe knew a man's personality well, so he tactfully didn't continue the topic. Instead, he asked about the man's itinerary. "Young master, where are we going next?"

"Gu family." The man squinted his eyes slightly and looked worriedly outside the window. Perhaps only by finding that person would he know where the person he was looking for was.

Joe started the car and drove steadily in the direction of the Gu family.

The man slowly got out of the car. Wang Ma was an old servant of the Gu family, and since the man had a business relationship with the Gu family, Wang Ma naturally knew the man. She quickly walked in front of the man and respectfully bowed, "Young Master Ye, our young master is not home, he hasn't come back yet, so Young Master Ye can go to the company to find him."

The man smiled at Wang Ma and gently said, "I'm not looking for your Young Master, is your wife here?"

"Yes, Young Master Ye is looking for my wife?" Wang Ma asked in surprise. Young Master Ye never had any dealings with my wife, so why would he suddenly look for my wife? The way Wang Ma looked at the man was filled with doubt.

"Yes." The man said simply but firmly.

"Then Young Master Ye, please wait for a moment. Allow me to report to Madam." Wang Ma bowed once again towards the man, then slowly retreated back towards the villa. The man slightly nodded, not saying a word, patiently standing outside the door while waiting.

"Young Master Ye, this Gu family is too rude. How can they make you wait here?" Joe said angrily, "You don't even know who you are."

The man was not as impatient as Joe. He looked rather calm. "No problem." The man replied plainly.

After about five minutes, Wang Ma once again appeared in front of the man. She stretched out her hand and made a "please" gesture, "Young Master Ye, our wife invited you, please come with me."

The man smiled, his tone still gentle as he said, "Sorry to trouble you, Wang Ma, to lead the way." Wang Ma calmly led the way, leading the man to the villa.

She lifted the teacup in front of her and slightly sipped the tea. She looked very dignified and graceful as she slightly lifted her gaze, and saw Wang Ma leading the man slowly towards her. She felt as if she had seen this person somewhere before, and she elegantly stood up from the sofa. When the man was a meter in front of her, Jiang Qinglian finally opened her mouth, "Young Master Ye, please take a seat." She stretched out a hand and politely invited the man to take a seat.

"Thank you Madam." After the man sat down on the sofa opposite Jiang Qinglian, she sat down gracefully. "Young Master Ye, what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee." The man smiled and said without hurry.

"Wang Ma, brew a cup of coffee for Young Master Ye." Jiang Qinglian picked up the cup of black tea in front of her and began to savor it. She slowly put down the cup before starting to talk about the main issue. "I have no relationship with Young Master Ye. I wonder what business he has with me?"

"Madam, do you know Mo Qiuxue?" The man kept staring at Jiang Qinglian, his gaze never leaving her.

Autumn Snow? Jiang Qinglian's heart skipped a beat as she carefully sized up the man in front of her. The man didn't seem to be more than 27 or 28 years old. His azure eyes were filled with temptation, and his exquisite features made him seem even more three-dimensional. Jiang Qinglian frowned slightly. Could it be that this man had a grudge with Autumn Snow?

When the man saw that Jiang Qinglian didn't say anything, his expression slightly changed. He opened his mouth once again and said, "Madam, please be at ease. I'm not a bad person, and I'm not here to cause trouble for Mo Qiuxue."

Jiang Qinglian once again looked at the man with a vigilant gaze. She did not intend to tell the man the truth, "I'm sorry, Young Master Ye. I don't know any Mo Qiuxue. I believe I can't help Young Master Ye." Jiang Qinglian's gaze fell on Wang Ma who brought the coffee over, "Wang Ma, see the guest out."

Wang Ma placed the cup of coffee in front of the man, and was about to say something when the man took the initiative to take a look, "Madam, please wait a moment, don't tell me that you don't want to know who I am?"

Jiang Qinglian's heart was filled with curiosity regarding this man's identity. She asked with a heavy expression, "Who are you?"

The man gave a devilish smile as if everything was in his hands. Calmly, he opened his mouth and said, "Aunt Qing Lian, I am Arthur, the Chinese name is Ye Chenxuan, the biological son of Mo Qiuxue."

"What?" Jiang Qinglian looked at the man in front of her with a panic-stricken expression. She couldn't connect this charming man with the silly and adorable boy from her memories. "You … you … you are Arthur?"

"Aunt Qing Lian, do you not recognize me?" Or do you think I'm not like Arthur? " The man's voice was seductive.

Jiang Qinglian looked at the man again. No wonder she felt that he looked so familiar, he was that little kid from back then. "I didn't expect that you would grow up so old and Auntie wouldn't recognize you. If it weren't for your eyes, Auntie really wouldn't dare to recognize you." His eyes looked so much like his father's.

The man leisurely picked up the cup of coffee in front of him and took a sip. He slowly put down the cup and slowly said, "Auntie can tell me now, where is my mother and the child in her stomach that I don't know if it's male or female?"

Jiang Qinglian looked at Arthur in astonishment. Did he think that the person in his mother's womb was a boy who was afraid that his brother would fight for the throne, and specifically cut the grass at the root? " "How do you know your mother was pregnant when she left? She didn't let anyone know, did she?"

The man smiled. Aunt Qinglian was really cautious. "It was said by an old servant who had been serving my mother all this time." Arthur sincerely replied to Jiang Qinglian's question.

"Arthur, that child is a girl. He won't fight for the throne with you, so … Please let her go. " Jiang Qinglian was well aware that the royal family would often end up in a melee to fight for the throne, so she looked worriedly at Arthur.

Who knew that Arthur, upon hearing Jiang Qinglian's words, couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha, Aunt Qinglian, what are you talking about? Even if she were a boy, I wouldn't do anything to her. "