Upon reading the text, Lin Wan’er (ni) quickly remarked, “The term ‘eens’ likely refers to Queens, New York. Therefore, this photo must have been taken in Queens. As for ‘chou,’ it is predominantly a Chinese term that trantes to the surname ‘Zhou’ in English. It appears that the man in the picture, alongside the son’s father, is named Zhou, and he has Chinese heritage. Unfortunately, I don’t know his full name.” “You’re correct…” Charlie acknowledged with a slight nod.


    At the same time, his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration.<fn4eda> Read full story at F?nd-Novel</fn4eda>


    He muttered, “I can’t shake off the feeling that this man named Zhou looks familiar, but I can’t quite ce where I’ve seen him before.”


    Lin Wan’er (ni) quickly reassured him, “Master, don’t worry. The reason he seems familiar is likely that there is indeed someone with a simr appearance in the young master’s memories. However, the young master might not have a strong recollection of that person or may have only encountered him briefly. So take your time to think, and I’m sure you’ll recall something.”


    As she spoke, she inquired further, “Besides the familiarity, sir, are there any other details that seem strange or recognizable?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Charlie continued to rub the bridge of his nose, saying, “If there are other clues… I have this odd feeling that the man named Zhou not only looks familiar, but there’s also a sense of closeness that I can’t quite articte.” Lin Wan’er encouraged him, “Don’t rush it, sir. Let’s piece everything together. First, let’s discuss the clothing of the young master and the man named Zhou. Are there any notable details?” Charlie examined the photo and replied, “My father is wearing what appears to be a popr bomber jacket from thete 1990s. The person next to him is dressed in a standard woolen windbreaker, which was typical attire for that time…”


    Lin Wan’er then asked, “And what about Queens? Your parents have lived in the United States for many years. Have they ever mentioned Queens or taken you there?”


    Charlie paused to think before responding, “As far as I can recall, when I traveled to the United States with my parents or visited rtives with my mother, we primarily stayed in Long Ind. Aside from Long Ind, we often went to Manhattan, and I don’t have any specific memories of Queens.”


    He continued, “Even regarding that antique shop, I only learned about it from my uncle a few days ago. My parents never brought it up before…” At that moment,


    Charlie suddenly froze, his expression changing.


    Lin Wan’er (ni) didn’t notice the shift, as she was intently studying the photo. She suggested, “Perhaps we could reach out to your father’s former subordinates to see if they recognize this person?” After speaking, Lin Wan’er (ni) didn’t receive a response from Charlie and instinctively asked, “Master?”


    Still, Charlie remained silent.


    Lin Wan’er (ni) turned to him and noticed the look of horror on his face, as if he were paralyzed with shock. She quickly asked, “Sir, what’s wrong?” Charlie was jolted back to reality by Lin Wan’er (ni)’s inquiry.


    Cold sweat began to bead on his forehead and cheeks, and he said in a rare state of panic, “I… I think I finally understand why this person seems familiar…”


    Lin Wan’er’s eyes widened in surprise as she eagerly asked, “Master, have you remembered?!”


    “Yes!” Charlie affirmed with a firm nod, exining, “When you mentioned his surname was Zhou, I suddenly felt that odd sense of familiarity again, especially with the antique shop in the background…”


    He then turned to Lin Wan’er (ni), his expression still filled with dread, and said, “Do you recall when I mentioned that my father-inw pretended to understand something, insisting we visit an antique store to broaden his horizons, only to identally break someone’s jade pot and spring vase?”<h3 ss="wp-block-heading has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>