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After sitting in the hotel for a few minutes, Zhao Yilin left in a daze.

Just think of it as a dream last night. At least she met Qi Xiaoyan in her dreams.

As she walked out of the hotel with heavy steps, the events from three years ago rose and fell in Zhao Yilin's mind. Even now, she still hadn't been able to figure out what the fire was.

The only thing that was certain was that someone had deliberately set the fire going.

She secretly clenched her fists. She must find out the truth at that time and avenge Qi Xiaoyan.

It was the only thing keeping Zhao Yilin alive for the past three years.

As they passed by the square, a news item on the huge screen caught Zhao Yilin's attention.

"The young master of the Huo family came back from studying abroad and officially took over from the Huo International Media Entertainment."

The screen flashed by. The man who indicated that he would not accept the interview was so familiar and shocking!

It was him, the man from last night.

His tall and straight body was like a pine tree, his handsome face was like a sheet of ice, and his whole body emitted a noble aura.

It looked exactly the same as Qi Xiaoyan in his memory, except it had a more powerful aura and a biting temperament.

Staring at the electronic screen in shock, Zhao Yilin's mind went blank.

He was clearly Qi Xiaoyan, so why was he the eldest young master of the Huo Family, the new CEO of the Huo Family's International Media Group?

What had happened in the past three years?

Is Qi Xiaoyan revived from the dead, or … Was he really another person?

No, how could there be two people in this world who were not related by blood and looked exactly like each other?

Zhao Yilin's mind was in a whirl, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

She only came back to her senses when the screen switched to an advertisement.

Since he was the CEO of the company he signed, did that mean that he had a chance to meet him again?

In that moment, Zhao Yilin made up her mind. She would figure out what was going on.

Despite all the doubts in her heart, she kept telling herself that Huo Yelin was Qi Xiaoyan. He had to be!

She was going to ask him about it.

At that moment, Zhao Yilin's cell phone rang.

Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the string of numbers flashing above.

It was the call from the Zhao Family.

How could they have called him?

With a frown, she picked up the phone, "Hello."

"Excuse me, is this the young miss?" The voice on the other end of the line was different from what Zhao Yilin had imagined. It was a woman's voice, slightly older than her own, and it had a sense of familiarity to it.

"You are?" Zhao Yilin asked hesitantly.

"I am Mrs Liu. I have always served the madame. Eldest Miss, do you still remember me?"

Mrs Liu? After searching through her memory, Zhao Yilin nodded and said, "I remember now. You're Mrs Liu, who has been taking care of Grandma the whole time."

"As long as you remember." Mrs Liu lowered her voice, sighed and said, "The old mistress is about to die. If you have time, come back and take a look."

"What?" How is Grandmother? " Zhao Yilin's heart sank as she heard the grievous news.

"The madame had a serious illness a few months ago, and has been talking about wanting to see you. But you know, your dad and that woman can't agree. " Mrs Liu said indignantly, "I also took advantage of the fact that they are no longer here to secretly give you this call."

"My granny, she …" Zhao Yilin held the phone tightly. In her memory, her grandmother's smiling face was right in front of her, and her voice was choked with sobs.

"Eldest Miss, no matter what, come back quickly and see your granny one last time. If you're late, I'm afraid …" Mrs Liu's voice sounded extremely sad.