Chapter 1153
Ye Chen and his father, Ye Changying, look at least eighty percent alike.
After all, there is a generation gap between father and son, and their hairstyles and clothing are quite different; if Ye Chen were to adopt his father's style from back then, the resemblance would likely be enough to pass for the real thing.
That is why, the moment Du Haiqing saw him, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, as if she were in another world.
She stood there almost frozen, and apart from the shock in her heart, all that remained was a sense of utter bewilderment.
She even wondered if she was hallucinating because she missed Ye Changying too much.
Otherwise, how could a man who looked so much like Ye Changying appear before her eyes?
Moreover, Ye Changying was only in his early thirties when he passed away.
And the period when Du Haiqing had the most contact with Ye Changying was before he got married; from the time he married until he passed away, there was not much interaction between them.
Therefore, Du Haiqing's deepest memories of Ye Changying are from those years when he was between twenty and twenty-five.
Coincidentally, that is about the same age as Ye Chen is now, which matches even more closely.
It is precisely because of this that she had that feeling of being in another world, as if the twenty-something-year-old Ye Changying from the past had appeared before her once again.
Almost in that instant, Du Haiqing's tears broke through the dam once more.
The tears made Ye Chen look blurry in her eyes, so she subconsciously wiped them away quickly and looked again; Ye Chen was still there.
At this moment, Du Haiqing began to feel terrified in her heart.
She began to feel that this "Ye Changying" before her, or rather, this man who looked strikingly like Ye Changying, seemed to be real.
Ye Chen was also somewhat taken aback.
Because he did not quite understand why the woman in the courtyard was looking at him with such a strange expression.
He understood even less why this woman could not help but burst into tears while looking at him.
At this moment, he immediately felt that something was not quite right.
Or rather, this woman likely had some connection to his father.
Du Haiqing had some illusory fantasies in her heart, but Ye Chen did not.
He was analyzing everything before him calmly and realistically, quickly calculating all the clues in his mind.
"First, the fact that this woman came to the place where my parents lived before they passed away means there is a high probability she has some connection to them, and the possibility that it is related to my father is the greatest!"
"Second, the way this woman looks at me with such shock, such excitement, and even tears, likely means she has mistaken me for my father..."
"Then, who exactly is this woman?"
Just as Ye Chen was filled with doubt, Du Haiqing looked at him and, in order to determine whether what was before her was a dream or reality, subconsciously whispered: "Changying?"
As soon as the two words "Changying" were spoken, the old butler also hurriedly turned around to look.
Ye Chen felt his eyelids twitch wildly; without a second thought, he immediately turned his head, twisted the throttle of his electric scooter, and left quickly.
Seeing Ye Chen disappear, Du Haiqing hurriedly stepped out to chase after him, but by the time she chased him out, Ye Chen was already nowhere to be seen.
She stood at the entrance, feeling a sense of loss, anxiously looking left and right, while muttering to herself: "Did I have a hallucination?"
After saying this, she hurriedly turned her head and asked the old butler who had chased after her: "Uncle Wang, did you just see a young man who looked remarkably like Changying?"
Although the old butler had only glanced at Ye Chen once, he still said with absolute certainty: "Second Miss, I did indeed see a young man riding an electric scooter, and he did look very much like Mr. Ye!"
Upon hearing this, Du Haiqing was so excited that her voice trembled as she said: "That's right... that's right... Since you saw it too, Uncle Wang, it proves that my eyes didn't deceive me, and it wasn't a hallucination in my mind..."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but mutter: "How could this be? How can there be two people in this world who look so much alike? And that young man looks like he is only in his twenties... How could he look so much like Changying?"
The old butler sighed lightly: "The world is vast; it is normal to occasionally find two people who look very similar but have no actual connection."
Du Haiqing nodded: "You are right, Uncle Wang; the world is so big and there are so many people, it is indeed normal to occasionally have two people who look very much alike..."
Having said this, Du Haiqing could not hide her excitement as she blurted out: "But! But even if there really is someone who looks like Changying, he shouldn't have appeared here! Where is this? This is Changying's former residence! If he has no connection to Changying, wouldn't that be too much of a coincidence?"
Hearing this, the old butler could not help but frown.
He also admitted that what Du Haiqing said made a lot of sense.
It is not too strange for someone to look like Ye Changying, but if he appeared at the entrance of Ye Changying's former residence, that would be too much of a coincidence! It was almost to the point of being eerie!
At this moment, a clue suddenly surfaced in his mind, and he blurted out: "Second Miss, I remember now! Mr. Ye... he seems to have a son!"
Du Haiqing nodded and said: "Yes! Changying did have a son, but when his son was born, I was pregnant with Zhifei, and because Su Shoudao always had strong opinions about Changying, I basically cut off contact with the Ye family at that time, so I have never seen his son..."
As she spoke, she muttered again: "However, after Changying and Sister An met with an accident and passed away, their son went missing, and I don't seem to have heard any news about him being found..."
The old butler said with some excitement: "Then that matches up! Mr. Ye and Miss An met with their accident in Jin Ling, and their son also went missing in Jin Ling. And that young man just now looked strikingly like Mr. Ye. Looking at it this way, that young man is likely Mr. Ye's son!"
Du Haiqing's tears broke through the dam again, and she said with immense heartache: "If he really is Changying's son, then he would have been only eight years old the year Changying passed away. If he hasn't returned to the Ye family for so many years, I really don't know how he has managed to survive for these ten or twenty years..."
The old butler sighed: "I saw him riding a dilapidated electric scooter; I imagine his life must not have been very easy..."
Du Haiqing nodded, looked at the old butler, and pleaded: "Uncle Wang, help me think of a way; we must find him! After all, I am an old friend of his father. If he is not living well, then no matter what, I must help him!"
The old butler pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Second Miss, if I may be so bold, if this child has been struggling at the bottom of society all this time, his abilities, vision, and level of education are likely not very high..."
"Moreover, I estimate that he is likely living a relatively hard life right now."
"If he finds out your identity, in case he wants to get rich overnight or wants to rely on your relief for a long time, he might end up clinging to you..."
"There is a saying: it is easy to invite a god, but hard to send one away. You must consider this carefully before you help him..."
Du Haiqing sighed and said: "You don't need to worry about that. If I can find him, I won't talk to him too much..."
As she spoke, she added: "I intend to give him a sum of money and say that I owed his father a debt back then, and I am just paying off all the claims with interest at once. Let's give him fifty million! As for what happens to him after he has this fifty million, it will all depend on his own fortune."
"Very well!" Seeing that she already had a relatively safe plan, the old butler felt relieved and said: "Then I will entrust someone to inquire about it!"
End of Chapter
