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Qiao Weiyi tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart towards Zhang Shiyan's current state. She dug her fingernails into her palms and pretended to be at a loss as she looked at Zhang Shiyan.

"Clothing design? I don't know how to do that. "

She pretended to be puzzled as she looked at the little fox on Zhang Niansheng's pants, then said suddenly: "Oh, look at this, embroidering doesn't need to know anything about clothing design."

She tried her best to make her expression a bit more natural as she continued speaking with a smile.

"My daughter loves these small animals the most. If I have nothing better to do, I like to follow the online animal cartography. If I learn it, I'll just embroider it on my daughter's clothes. "These few years, my daughter grew up day by day. As I embroider more, my needlework naturally only becomes a little better compared to the average person."

Zhang Shiyan was already standing in front of the sickbed.

His height of 1.86 meter gave Qiao Weiyi a huge pressure, making her feel like she needed an incomparable amount of courage to even raise her head to look into his eyes.

Zhang Shiyan only believed half of what he had said.

He waved his hand, allowing Zhang Niansheng to walk over to his side. He lowered his head and looked at the lifelike, palm-sized little fox on Zhang Niansheng's body.

"I've only seen this kind of technique in a few people. All of them are masters of fashion, yet you told me that you had only explored for a few years how to master such an exquisite technique? "

Qiao Weiyi did not dare to look at Zhang Shiyan's eyes. She lowered her head and said softly, "Don't you know that there's a pirated teaching video online?"

Zhang Shiyan looked at Qiao Weiyi deeply.

This person's back was extremely similar to Ji Nansheng, to the point that the moment he saw her, he mistaken her for Ji Nansheng.

The previous person looked at the ceiling with empty eyes, looking exactly like how Ji Nansheng looked five years ago when she heard the news of Qin Jingyuan's death!

But now, this person had embroidered a small fox the size of a palm onto his son's pants. Although it did not look complicated and many people could learn it by following his instructions, the little fox's charm and lifelike techniques were not something that anyone could learn.

It was just like painting. Perhaps there was someone who was extremely talented enough to draw a stunning landscape painting, but not a single person out of ten thousand was capable of drawing the essence of the wind and the charm of a painting.

They had spent their entire lives, but even after spending a lifetime, they still could not depict the charm of the person in the painting. They were unable to give others the stunning feeling that the person in the painting had come to life.

This little fox was the same.

It was a simple picture, yet it had a vivid and lifelike charm and unique beauty. At a glance, one would have the illusion that this little fox would pounce on them in the next second.

He didn't lie.

He had only seen this kind of technique on a few people before, and each of them was a master in the world of fashion.

Other than those masters, there was another person, and that was Ji Nansheng.

How could he not doubt that a woman who could sew Ji Nansheng's similar divine charm with just a few needles and threads could do so?

"Woman, tell me, who are you!"

Zhang Shiyan bent down little by little, like a slow motion film replay. He reached out and grabbed Qiao Weiyi's chin, his eyes extremely sharp.

He had two guesses in his mind that were crazily clamoring!

His first thought was that this woman was Ji Nansheng, the Ah Sheng he was yearning for!

It was just that for some reason, she had changed her appearance.

The second thought was that this woman was a "double" created by his business rival.

Everyone in the circle knew that Zhang Shiyan deeply loved Ji Nansheng. There might even be people who, in order to deal with him, would need to spend a few years of time to deliberately nurture a woman who was similar to Ji Nansheng, and send her to his side to replace Ji Nansheng's position.

He didn't know which kind of woman this was, or perhaps none of them. Everything was just a coincidence.

But he knew that at this moment, what he wished for the most was the first guess. He longed for the return of the Ah Sheng, and he prayed that the heavens would bring his Ah Sheng back to his side, so that he wouldn't have to suffer the pain of separation.

Ji Nansheng tightly gripped Ji Nansheng's chin. It had been several years since she had been treated like this by Zhang Shiyan, and she was momentarily thrown into a panic.

In the next second, she regained her composure, gritted her teeth as she stared angrily at Zhang Shiyan, "Mr. Zhang, please behave yourself! "Even though you helped me today and sent me to the hospital, which I should be thanking you for doing so, your help is not enough to humiliate me like this!"

She raised her hand and slapped Zhang Shiyan's hand hard, then took her bag and took out her wallet.

She swiftly took out an ID card from her purse and waved it towards Zhang Shiyan with a sneer on her face, "Mr. Zhang, I don't know who you mistook me for. You were already very strange the first time I saw you from the entrance of the kindergarten. I am called Qiao Weiyi, and my father is called Qiao Xiangyang. My family has been in Z for generations! "

Zhang Shiyan's gaze moved from Qiao Weiyi's face to the identity card in her hands.

Indeed, Qiao Weiyi's name, date of birth, and place of origin were written on the identity card.

Beside him was a small picture, just like Qiao Weiyi.

Qiao Weiyi sneered, threw her ID card to the side, took out her own phone from her bag, and quickly logged onto the Cloud Album. She quickly took out a few photos, and showed them to Zhang Shiyan one by one.

This is the picture my father gave me and my mama when I was eight years old. When we were still young, you might not be able to recognize me.

She pointed to an old photo. It showed a little girl in a red cotton jacket and a Middle-aged woman.

Flipping over a picture, it was of a young girl hugging a bouquet of flowers and looking intoxicated. Qiao Weiyi said, "This picture was taken by Father when I was fifteen years old. You should be able to recognize it from this picture.

"This is a picture of my parents and me together after I entered medical school. Open your eyes wide and take a look!"

Qiao Weiyi handed the phone over to Zhang Shiyan, letting him have a good look at it.

The Qiao Weiyi in the photo was still young and immature, with a slight difference from the one before, but the difference wasn't too big. Beside her was an elegant man, and there was also a woman wearing a qipao with a smile on her face. She stood in the middle and looked like a man, but her lips and face were similar to a woman's.

As long as one looked closely, one could tell that this was indeed a family that was related by blood.

As Zhang Shiyan looked at this picture, he could not help but clench his hands tightly around his phone.