Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"How can we go through the procedures when everyone is gone?" Sister Mei said angrily, "Forget it, forget it, don't deal with this matter, wait until...we come back."

Chen Peiwen was young and could not understand the convoluted words they said.

She only remembered that her aunt patiently told her that her "cousin" was no longer in the magazine and they didn't know where she had gone. She was told to go home first and her brother would handle the matter.

Chen Peiwen wondered, she only had one cousin, where did her brother come from?

But Chen's father told her not to ask any more questions, so she didn't say anything.

The aunt asked her to wait in the lobby for a while, and personally brought Chen Peiwen some biscuits and juice.

Ten minutes later, the aunt held a beautiful gift bag and handed it to Chen Peiwen, saying that it was filled with things left by her cousin.

That happened more than thirty years ago. Photos are not as easy to take as now. People who can get photos of others are usually people who are very close to her.

Coupled with Chen Peiwen's age advantage, Sister Mei did not doubt her identity at all.

When Chen Peiwen came home, she told her father everything that had happened. His expression was ugly, and she did not dare to ask any more questions. She took the gift bag and ran back to her bedroom.

Now that I think about it, I am afraid that Father Yuan's departure from home was not that simple. He did not dislike his wife for giving birth to a daughter with an intellectual disability, but eloped with someone else.

"This is just my guess. After all, everyone who knew about this matter has passed away..." Chen Peiwen said in a low voice, "After I became an adult, although I also thought about asking about this matter, my parents always put it off. They just said that I was too young and remembered things wrongly, and they didn’t let me go to any Xinhe magazine at all.”

She even wondered if she had imagined an experience out of thin air, but she remembered the taste of the cookies that day.

It's not like the rough wholesale biscuits sold in supermarkets. It has a delicate texture and a strong milk aroma, but it's not overly sweet.

Later, she deliberately searched for the brand of biscuits and found out that the biscuits were imported from abroad.

If she had never been to Xinhe Magazine, how could she have had the opportunity to eat imported biscuits when she was less than ten years old?

"Are the photos and gift bags you mentioned still there?" Chu Yao asked.

Now it seems that Father Yuan is most likely to have moved away from the woman in the photo.

Since Father Yuan's identity information cannot be found, we can only look for clues from the identity of the woman.

If he could find the woman's photo, Chu Yao would be eighty-nine percent sure that he could know the woman's whereabouts.

Chen Peiwen was stunned. She had never thought of looking for these two things because the photos were put away by Chen's father, and she was too nervous that day and couldn't remember where she put the gift bag.

Even her parents didn't notice the gift bag she brought back.

"As for the photo, if my parents hadn't destroyed it, it should still be in the old house where our family lived before." Chen Peiwen thought about it for a moment, "I should have put the gift bag under the bookcase in my bedroom that day."

Her parents have always lived in that old house, and after their deaths, Chen Peiwen never went back.

However, the two old people would hardly touch the things in Chen Peiwen's bedroom. At most, they would just clean it. The gift bag she hid must still be in the bookcase.

And because it was given to her by the staff of the magazine, there must be some personal belongings of the woman in the gift bag, and perhaps some of her personally identifiable information can be found.