After Ye Liyan returned home, he immediately shared his brother-in-law’s idea with the old man.

Mr. Ye pondered briefly: "Whatever the last name is, it doesn’t change the fact that he is your and Ninghui’s child, a part of our Ye Family bloodline. Of course, he is also an extension of the Shen Family bloodline.

Since Ningchuan suggested it, there’s no reason not to agree. I have no objections."

Having lived overseas for most of his life, knowing he has bloodline continuity at home was an overwhelming feeling. He could understand Shen Ningchuan’s feelings; the child’s surname doesn’t matter, after all, the child is still his grandson.

Upon hearing the confirmation, Shen Ningchuan, when meeting Mr. Ye, bowed deeply to him: "Thank you."

Mr. Ye stepped forward to pat Shen Ningchuan’s shoulder: "They are Liyan’s children, but they are also Ninghui’s children. It’s a fact."

Mr. Ye, being impatient, directly instructed Ye Liyan to finish the matter today. Soon, young Ye Siyan followed his mother’s surname.

The next day, accompanied by He Jinxuan and Ye Liyan, Shen Ningchuan returned to the Shen Family’s old residence.

As the car stopped, many people started to look over: "Which family relative is this? This car is really impressive."

"I don’t know, we haven’t heard of anyone in our area having such wealthy relatives."

"Look, isn’t that Jinxuan standing next to him?"

"Jinxuan, which Jinxuan?"

"It’s the nephew of He Lianzhi from the third house of the Shen Family."

"Oh, right, you’re right, he really does look like that kid, wow, he’s grown quite a bit."

"It’s been so many years; naturally, he’s changed."

"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go take a look."

A few women gathered around: "Jinxuan, do you still remember us?"

He Jinxuan nodded to them: "You all took good care of me in the past, how could I not remember."

He called out to each one of them.

Someone looked at the people beside him: "Who are these two?"

As soon as the question was asked, an Aunt Tian exclaimed: "Isn’t this Ninghui’s husband?"

He Jinxuan introduced: "Yes, this is Ninghui’s husband, Ye Liyan."

Aunt Tian laughed: "I thought so, he looks more and more familiar. He visited once last year..."

At this point, she stopped talking, not wanting to delve into their family affairs.

After all, when Ye Liyan last came, it was quite embarrassing for the Shen Family’s main house.

Just then, an old lady from the neighboring courtyard came out: "Why are you all standing here?"

After saying that, she looked at He Jinxuan and the others, but her gaze stopped on Shen Ningchuan: "Who are you? You look so much like Shen Hongqin."

Upon speaking, the women turned their eyes to Shen Ningchuan, and a woman who married into the family later, unfamiliar with the Shen Family matters, asked: "Granny Qu, what do you mean?"

At the mention of Granny Qu, Shen Ningchuan’s eyes instantly turned red: "I’m Shen Ningchuan, Little Chuanzi, Granny Qu, do you remember me?"

The old lady hesitated, in disbelief: "Little Chuanzi, Lianzhi’s Little Chuanzi?"

Shen Ningchuan nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, it’s me, Little Chuanzi."

The old lady, realizing it, smacked her thigh and cried out: "You mischievous boy, why did you return so late? Your father went white overnight because of you, your mother nearly cried herself blind, where did you run off to?"

At this moment, the noise attracted a crowd, with many people recognizing Shen Ningchuan, curious about where he’d been all these years?

Before Shen Ningchuan could answer, the police approached: "Excuse me, where does Lyu Xiu’e live?"

Upon hearing the police’s question, many people pointed towards the Shen Family: "That house."

Coincidentally, Lyu Xiu’e came out of the courtyard, someone called out: "Xiu’e, the police are looking for you."

Lyu Xiu’e walked over unhurriedly: "I haven’t done anything bad; why would the police want to see me?"

As she approached, the adults automatically made way, and upon taking a few steps forward, her first sight was of He Jinxuan: "He Jinxuan, you ungrateful brat, you have the face to come back?"

At this moment, a woman who didn’t get along with Lyu Xiu’e spoke up: "Lyu Xiu’e, why is Jinxuan ungrateful to your family?"

Of course, Lyu Xiu’e couldn’t tell the neighbors it was because He Jinxuan embarrassed her young lady recently at Tai Feng Building: "It’s none of your business!"

However, upon finishing her words and seeing Shen Ningchuan, her demeanor instantly changed, pointing a finger: "You, you, who are you?"

Shen Ningchuan’s gaze was as cold as ice, and he gritted his teeth: "Aunt, have you been well?"

Upon hearing this, Lyu Xiu’e shook like a leaf, breathing quickly: "You, you, you....."

After a round of stuttering, unable to say anything, the officer interrupted: "You are Lyu Xiu’e, we’ve received reports connecting you to a child abduction case from years ago, please cooperate with our investigation."

Lyu Xiu’e shook in fear: "I, I didn’t, I didn’t, I won’t go, it’s not related to me."

When she saw Shen Ningchuan, her mind went blank; she knew it was ’over.’

Suddenly, the neighborhood was in uproar, someone with insight: "Could the police be talking about Little Chuanzi?"

"Oh no, it really is, as soon as Chuanzi comes back, the police are here, could it be this coincidental?"

"Then it means, back then when Little Chuanzi went missing, it was Lyu Xiu’e?"

"My god, this is too wicked, isn’t it? This woman is too daring."

No matter how much Lyu Xiu’e resisted, she was still dragged into the car by the police.