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Eyes facing each other.

Everyone was shocked. Feng Yue suddenly stood up, and the stool fell to the floor behind him with a bang. Chen Sen hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Feng Yue supported himself on the table with both hands, his arms trembling slightly, the muscles on his face twitching twice, and he looked at the man who came in from the door.

Fu Nanchen looked in the direction of the door and saw a man with a Chinese-style crew cut. Behind his silver-framed glasses were a pair of eyes exactly like his own, narrow and long phoenix eyes that also revealed a coldness.

The man was wearing a white shirt with a neatly tied tie, and his trousers showed a pair of straight and slender legs.

Fu Nanchen stood up slowly, sweat instantly seeping out of his palms, and an unprecedented tension spread to every part of his body.

Who is this man?

They really look alike.

No, they are exactly the same.

"Hello, Mr. Fu." It was also the first time that Qiao Heng met Fu Nanchen. He turned to look at the man next to him, and then at the man opposite him.

"You...it seems so." Qiao Heng stood there in a daze.

Huo Yanchen froze in place. Across the dining table, he could clearly see the man sitting opposite him who looked exactly like him.

His thin lips moved, and in panic he adjusted his glasses, his arm stopping in mid-air.

Feng Yue coughed hastily, "Please come in, both of you." He pulled out a stool and walked over to Qiao Heng and Huo Yanchen, "Please take a seat, both of you."

Chen Sen didn't sit down yet. He stood next to Fu Nanchen, "Brother Chen."

Upon hearing this, Fu Nanchen couldn't help but clench his hands tightly, and looked intently at the man who was walking over, "Hello, hello."

The moment they shook hands, an indescribable emotion spread in their palms, "Mr. Fu, hello, my name is Huo Yanchen."

Fu Nanchen nodded in return, "My name is Fu Nanchen."

It was the first time that Chen Sen heard Fu Nanchen introduce himself like this. He looked at the two men who looked like copies of each other and glanced at both of them awkwardly.

"Hello, Mr. Huo, my name is Chen Sen, and I'm Mr. Fu's assistant." Chen Sen introduced himself to him.

After the group sat down, the entire box fell into an unspeakable silence.

Feng Yue looked at the two young men in front of him, his heart beating wildly like a drum. He raised his elbow to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

This is not what he wants to see.

Could it be?

The conversation that followed was completely pieced together. It looked like a business conversation, but in private everyone was thinking about their own problems.

The time in the box seemed to be slower and slower, and one hour felt like a century.

.......

At this time, in the corridor, a figure was lurking in the corner.

All of Fu Nanchen's movements tonight were recorded one by one. Most importantly, the camera also recorded the video of Huo Yanchen and Qiao Heng walking into the box.

Finally, after the group left, the camera still did not stop filming.

After the end, the man walked into the box, leaving the table full of food almost untouched. He stared at the camera, and the muscles on his face instantly rose.

"Finally found the evidence..."

......

After leaving Jiangcheng Hotel, Wang Dabao drove the car, Feng Yue sat in the passenger seat, and Fu Nanchen sat in the back seat.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing. Wang Dabao saw through the rearview mirror that the young master's face was tense. He then looked at Feng Yue, who was equally serious.

Following closely behind the car was Chen Sen, who could see Huo Yanchen's car through the rearview mirror.

Who is this man? Are the rumors he heard when he was a child true? Is Fu Nanchen really not a child of the Fu family? Is there really someone who looks like him?

On the way to Ditingyuan, the three cars stopped and started, and the city lights shone on everyone's face, flickering. The originally peaceful night was now like a huge rock thrown into the bottom of a lake, splashing huge waves.

In the underground parking lot, the silence was broken by the sound of brakes one after another. Three cars slowly drove in and finally stopped in the parking spaces.

Feng Yue looked at Fu Nanchen from the side, "Master, go back and rest early."

He didn't respond, but opened the door and walked straight to the elevator.

"Brother Chen." Chen Sen opened the door and shouted, he looked at the man who walked out of another car.

"Brother Chen, him?"

Fu Nanchen didn't say a word the whole time, his eyes filled with an incomprehensible coldness. He lowered the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and pressed the elevator button, and the red number key slowly went down.

At this time, Huo Yanchen also came over. He stood behind the two of them. When the elevator door opened, Fu Nanchen and Chen Sen walked in first.

Chen Sen said, "Mr. Huo, if you don't come in, the door will be closed."

It was then that Huo Yanchen entered. He pressed the 52nd floor, and looked at the 56th and 58th floors which also lit up, with his hands nervously placed in front of him.

No wonder Chen Sen made a mistake. From his perspective, the man's back looked exactly like Fu Nanchen.

As the elevator ascended, the three people remained silent. Fu Nanchen looked at the back of the person who was the same height as himself, and many rumors about his life seemed to come true.

There have been almost no photos of him on the Internet, and even if there were, they were blurry profiles.

Especially after returning to China last year, those large press conferences, as well as photos of his birthday party and wedding with Jian Xiaoan, etc., quickly disappeared from the Internet, leaving only a blurry back.

The last time Lu Yin attempted to murder her family, the news was also suppressed the next day.

Looking at tonight, Feng Yue was more nervous than ever before. At this moment, he seemed to understand the truth.

Someone in this family must know the truth and deliberately erased all traces of him on the Internet.

The elevator stopped at the 52nd floor. Huo Yanchen walked out of the elevator, looked at Fu Nanchen and nodded slightly, "Goodbye, President Fu."

Fu Nanchen nodded in return, but his eyes did not move away from his face until the elevator slowly closed and separated them.

"Brother Chen, who is he? Do you know anything?" Chen Sen said hurriedly. He did not even leave the elevator door when it opened. "I am so anxious. Why don't you say something?"

"Let's go back." The elevator stopped on the 58th floor and Fu Nanchen walked out.

"Brother Chen, I am your brother, the closest one." Chen Sen shouted at the man's back.

.......

Downstairs, Huo Yanchen pushed open the door and walked into the room. He untied his tie and sat on the sofa. Qiao Heng called on his mobile phone.

"Yanchen, are you home yet?"

"Well, just arrived."

"You, what's going on between you and President Fu? What's your relationship?" Qiao Heng was also very surprised by today's encounter. The Huo Yanchen he knew only had two half-brothers, and he had never mentioned his mother.

"Qiao Heng, wait until I figure out what happened today before we talk about it."

......

Half an hour later Feng Yue arrived home. He anxiously opened the safe and took out a photo.

It was a photo of a child of about three or four years old. It seemed to have been taken secretly. In the photo, the boy was squatting on the side of the road and playing alone.

He had never been so restless as he was today. After a while, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"I saw him..."

"Who?"

"The child."

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