As he listened to Chen Bing's long speech, Jiang Tongyuan was speechless for a long time. He could only stare at Chen Bing, dumbfounded.
After a while, Jiang Tongyuan shook his head in disappointment. "Alright, Chen Bing, I won't waste my breath on you.
The man beside me is also surnamed Jiang. He has a granddaughter who went missing more than ten years ago. All these years, he has been trying to find her, but to no avail. "
"The first time I saw Ranran, I felt that she looked a little familiar, but I really couldn't remember where I had seen her before.
It wasn't until a few days ago, when this old friend of mine came back from overseas and we sat together drinking tea that I remembered that Jiang Ran looked like him. "
"Maybe you still don't think they look alike, but that's mainly because this old man is old. His skin is loose and his facial features aren't as good as they used to be. If you had seen him when he was young, you wouldn't have any doubts."
Chen Bing sat up straight and listened quietly to Jiang Tongyuan's speech. The expression on his face didn't change from beginning to end. 'You're making it up? I'll just watch you make it up.'
Seeing Chen Bing's expression, Jiang Tongyuan was furious.
Just as he was about to fly into a rage and roar, the old man beside him, who had been silent all this time, finally moved.
Jiang Zhi took out a photo from his shirt pocket and placed it on the table. Then, he pushed it towards Chen Bing.
When Jiang Tongyuan saw the photo, he quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes. There's a photo. Look, this is the old man when he was young."
Chen Bing looked at the two of them suspiciously, but he still picked up the photo.
In the photo, there was a young man.
He was wearing a white shirt and his hair was neatly combed.
His skin was fair and his facial features were exquisite.
If it weren't for the fact that the photo looked very old and that the person with short hair was indeed a man, Chen Bing would have thought that the person in the photo was Jiang Ran.
It was really … very similar!
Seeing the change in Chen Bing's expression, Jiang Tongyuan finally regained his confidence. "See, I told you. The two of them really look alike. It's as if they were carved from the same mold.
If it wasn't for this, why would I casually bring someone to look for you? "
Chen Bing stared at the photo a few more times and finally shook his head. "Even if they really look alike, I can't trick Ranran into coming back. I can only write a letter and tell Ranran about it. As for whether she wants to come back, it's still up to Ranran."
Jiang Tongyuan frowned and didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Jiang Zhi and asked, "What do you think?"
Jiang Zhi nodded. "I'll write a letter too. You can send it over together."
Helping to send a letter wasn't a difficult task. Chen Bing didn't even think about it and agreed immediately.
There was a pen and paper here. Chen Bing got up to get a pen and paper and gave one to Jiang Zhi. He took the pen and paper and went to the other side to write quickly.
Chen Bing wrote very quickly. He was long-winded and wrote a lot.
But when he finished writing and came back, he saw that Jiang Zhi was still writing.
Jiang Zhi was sitting upright. The hand holding the pen looked strong and vigorous.
He didn't write quickly. Chen Bing casually glanced at the letter. The handwriting on the paper was very beautiful.
Could it be that they were really grandfather and grandson?
Not only did they look the same, but even their handwriting was equally beautiful.
Of course, Chen Bing only thought this in his heart. He didn't really say it out loud.