Mind reading saves the whole family; I'm firmly in the role of a charlatan.

Chapter 161 Sincerity for sincerity

Upon hearing Du Desheng's words, Du Anrao's expression immediately became subtle.

"Grandpa, you wouldn't be... "

Du Anrao's eyes were so blatant that Du Desheng almost lost his smile. He tried to hold back but couldn't, so he raised his hand and tapped her on the head.

"You little brat, stop thinking about all that nonsense. Your grandma and I are as close as gold, there's absolutely no way anything could go wrong."

"Oh~~~" Du Anrao covered his head, pouted, and said somewhat unconvinced, "Then why did you make it so mysterious? You even said it was inconvenient for Grandma to come along. How could I not misunderstand?"

"You..." Du Desheng was both annoyed and amused, but ultimately did nothing to her.

His words even carried a hint of helpless indulgence, causing the confidants who had come with Du Desheng to exchange surprised glances, gaining a deeper understanding of the importance of this young lady.

"So, Grandpa, what exactly do you want me to help with?"

"We'll talk about that later, let's get in the car first."

Du Anrao thought about it and agreed. This place was indeed not suitable for discussing business due to the large number of people coming and going. So he followed Du Desheng and got into the back seat of the car first.

She had barely settled down when she saw her third brother squeeze in from the other side.

"Third Brother, didn't you just say you were going straight to school and weren't coming with us?"

Du Yihan explained without changing her expression, "I've been thinking about it, and if we go to school at this hour, the teachers in charge of the group will probably have already gone home. Just to be on the safe side, it would be better if I went back with you to stay for the night. I hope Grandpa won't mind my uninvited visit."

Du Desheng glanced at Du Yihan, roughly guessing his thoughts. He raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully, "Of course, you are An'an's third brother, and also my nephew. It's rare for you to come to B City. How can I, as an elder, refuse to see a junior?"

That's what they said, but both of them were well aware that while the Du Desheng family had countless descendants, very few were actually invited to stay at his home.

The reason for emphasizing that he is An'an's third brother is to tell him that he was able to stay only because of his sister.

Du Anrao wasn't interested in their roundabout way of beating around the bush. After thinking for a moment, he brought up the topic again: "Now that we're in the car, can we talk about it? Or is it that my third brother isn't available to listen, and we'll talk about it when we get home?"

Du Desheng chuckled: "That's unnecessary. It's not me who wants your help, but someone else."

"Who?"

"He is a friend I knew from my early years. Although we are friends and not related by blood, we have been through thick and thin together, shared the same water in the same baggage, shared the same steamed bun, and entrusted each other with our lives. We are closer than family."

After Du Desheng said that, Du Anrao understood the situation.

"What kind of favor does he want me to do?"

“My old brother has worked hard all his life, and he only has one wish: for his family to be harmonious, reunited, and healthy. Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned. In the early years, when the situation was turbulent, he sent his wife and children to a remote place to hide for the safety of his family. He only brought them back after things had really settled down.”

"I thought things were finally looking up, the family was reunited, and everything was going well. But then, because he had offended some people years ago, they became the target of their jealousy. Since they couldn't do anything to him or his son, they set their sights on his only grandson." "They...killed his grandson?"

Du Desheng's expression changed slightly: "This matter cannot be confirmed yet."

"Can't be sure?"

"Yes, his enemies bribed a trafficker to take the child away. When they were arrested during the investigation, they all gave the same story: they didn't know the trafficker and didn't know where the trafficker had taken the child."

Du Anrao's eyes flickered slightly, vaguely guessing his grandfather's old friend's intentions: "So, they came to me because they wanted to..."

“The incident at Jiangyu Plaza caused quite a stir before. Although the police blocked the news, some people who are not subject to the rules can still find out about it through other channels. In addition, I have known him for a long time. I have been looking for your Grandma Qin for so many years, so he knows it better than anyone else. This time, I went to your place and found the person. It’s inevitable that he would overthink things.”

"He wants me to help him find his grandson? But... but the reason we were able to find Grandma Qin was completely by accident."

Du Desheng glanced at her, smiled, and remained silent, but Du Anrao felt that he seemed to have seen through her long ago.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. What are the chances of such a coincidence in this world? More importantly, she also created a persona of a charlatan for herself.

Putting everything else aside, this persona is becoming increasingly stable. Even if it is just a coincidence, it doesn't stop people from thinking too much. Besides, it wasn't a coincidence at all.

“Don’t worry, that’s what I told him too. If you really want to help, whether it succeeds or not is their fate. But in the end, it depends on you. If you’re willing, I’ll take you to them; if not, we’ll just go home.”

That being said, those who deserve Du Desheng's title of "brother" and who have followed him through turbulent times are most likely senior figures who, like him, have accumulated merit and made contributions to the country.

Such a person, needless to say, should not have ended up with such a tragic fate, with his wife and children separated from him and his old age desolate.

Du Desheng's words had some effect; at least Du Anrao's heart was swayed by this family's plight, and agreeing to help became a natural thing to do.

"Shall we...go find them now?"

Du Desheng breathed a sigh of relief without making it obvious: "It's getting late. I'll take you to their family's restaurant for dinner. Let me tell you, my old brother's wife's ancestors were imperial chefs. Their private dishes are extremely famous throughout B City. Ordinary people might not be able to get their hands on them even if they wanted to."

"Really? Then I'll have to have a good taste later and see if the title of Imperial Chef is well-deserved!" Du Anrao's eyes flickered with anticipation.

Du Desheng laughed heartily: "Don't worry, I'll call my old buddy right now and make sure they bring out all their signature moves so you can walk in and come out leaning against the wall."

Du Yihan hadn't said a word the whole time, but when she saw her younger sister's pathetic little gluttonous look, her lips twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

She was incredibly cunning and resourceful at the birthday party, dealing with that Zhang guy with all sorts of tricks. But when it comes to this old man, she believes everything he says. She'd probably be sold out and still be counting the money for him. I really don't know whether to call her smart or stupid.

But upon closer reflection, perhaps that's why those who are even more cunning than her, like the person sitting in the car now, accepted her so quickly, even subconsciously entrusting their hearts to her before they could even react.

To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of exchanging sincerity for sincerity.

(End of this chapter)