What does he mean by this?
Is he forcing me to admit that I am Cici?
Cici, Cici—always that name!
What secret does this name hold?
Why does it make so many people hesitate to speak?
Cici instinctively pulled her hand back. Charles Yin's eyes were dark and unreadable.
Cici's fingers kept trembling.
Inside, her mind was at war with itself!
Should she admit it? Or deny it?
If she admits it, does she have to bear everything that comes with this name—maybe good, maybe bad, maybe a past she can't handle?
If she refuses to admit it, will she be forever separated from her children, each of them stranded on opposite sides of the ocean, never to meet again in this life?
Cici was going back to restore the Yun Family!
Did Charles Yin make a move?
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No, no! She can't accept that ending!
Charles Yin didn't say anything. He gave Cici enough time—he wanted her to think it through!
Far away in Italy, Rona Muir heard the news that Cici really was going back. She tried to hold back, but couldn’t—she booked her own ticket home too.
Sean Kerr had been tracking Rona Muir’s whereabouts. Of course he knew she’d booked a flight home.
Without another word, he booked his own ticket back as well.
Charles Yin lowered his brows, his gaze shimmering with an irrepressible brilliance.
She finally compromised. Is she really willing to return to China now?
Charles Yin knew that Cici had been pushed to her limit—any further, and she'd break.
Such a shame. Just one more step, just that crucial final step...
She really hasn't changed at all.
Even though she’d forgotten the past, deep down her instincts still told her to be cautious, to tread carefully, never making any decision or promise lightly.
It all goes back to her childhood—too tragic, too bleak.
Even with her memories sealed away, her subconscious still shapes her choices.
Charles Yin’s voice was slightly hoarse, tinged with regret and helplessness: “We live in Newport City. If you ask around there, you’ll find us.”
With that, Charles Yin didn’t linger—he turned and walked away without looking back.
The others all bowed to Cici in unison, then quickly followed Charles Yin out.
Cici stood there, watching Charles Yin’s tall, slender figure fade from her sight. She collapsed onto the sofa, powerless and silent for a long time.
Mom, Dad, I’m sorry.
I didn’t keep the promise I made you.
I really can’t stop worrying about the kids—one’s sick, the other’s hurt.
Someday I’ll beg your forgiveness. Please forgive me—for being a mother who can’t just stand by when my children’s lives are in danger!
No matter what it costs, I’ll protect my kids and make sure they grow up safe!
A flash of determination crossed Cici’s eyes. She stood up, resolute, and walked out.
She dialed a number on her phone: “Hi, can you book me a ticket? Direct flight… to China!”
Cici had just booked her ticket, but within ten minutes, the news had already spread.
Different groups reacted to the news in their own ways.
Charles Yin smiled gently at his two lively sons. “Alright, we can go home to China now.”
Ethan Yin and Miles Gu looked at Charles Yin with excitement and anticipation.
“Your mom has booked her flight to China. Trust me, we’ll see her there!” Charles Yin smiled. “Well done, boys!”
Ethan and Miles jumped for joy, spinning in circles on the spot!
Finally, Mom’s coming home!
Oh yeah!
Meanwhile, in Australia, Max Mo also got the news that Cici was returning to China.
He was stunned for a moment, then worry flashed in his blue eyes.
Of course, he didn’t think Cici was coming back to marry him.
On the contrary, for three years, Cici had always resisted his proposals, let alone agree to marry him after just a few days.
There was only one explanation.
Cici was going back to restore the Yun Family!
Did Charles Yin make a move?
Looks like Charles Yin has started stirring things up, muddying the waters.
But who will win in the end is anyone’s guess!
Max Mo immediately told his assistant, “Wrap up things in Australia fast, book the next flight—we’re heading home!”
Far away in Italy, Mona Mu heard the news that Cici really was going back. She tried to hold back, but couldn’t—she booked her own ticket home too.
Shawn Ke had been tracking Mona Mu’s whereabouts. Of course he knew she’d booked a flight home.
Without another word, he booked his own ticket back as well.
Because of Cici’s return, a whole group of people scattered around the world all booked flights home at the same time.
The kids who’d been wandering abroad were finally coming home!
Meanwhile, people back in China secretly got word that Cici Grant was returning, and many instantly sensed something big was about to happen.
Was she coming back to reclaim her place?
Of course, most of those who weren’t qualified to know Cici’s true identity were still dreaming about getting close to Charles Yin.
Totally clueless that the real lady of the house was about to return!
Cici barely had time to pack—she grabbed her suitcase and headed out the door.
Just then, someone knocked at the door. When Cici opened it, she saw an assistant in a custom suit, bowing respectfully: “Miss Cici, this is the invitation Master asked me to deliver to you.”
An invitation?
Cici took it and opened it, her expression turning slightly stunned.
It was an invitation to Grandma Evelyn Yin’s 80th birthday celebration.
And there were two invitations.
Thinking of Ethan and Miles, Cici’s gaze softened.
“Tell them I’ve accepted the invitation. Thank them for me.” Cici smiled and nodded to the assistant. “And please let them know—I love them.”
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“Yes, I’ll deliver your message word for word.” The assistant bowed respectfully and left.
Cici looked at the invitation in her hand, eyes turning red.
She took a deep breath and forced back her tears.
Dragging her simple suitcase, she headed straight for the airport.
As the plane lifted off, Cici leaned back in her seat, bracing herself against the discomfort of takeoff.
But all of it seemed to turn into a burning urgency to go home.
China, I’m home.
My past, my memories, my... everything—I’m back!
In a corner of Newport City, someone rushed in and shouted, “She’s coming back! She’s finally coming back!”
Ma Yingying looked up in shock at her brother. “Brother? Why are you back?”
Ethan Yin suddenly started laughing and crying, striding over and hugging Ma Yingying tightly. He murmured, “She’s back, she’s coming back...”
Ma Yingying stood frozen in Ethan Yin’s arms, not moving at all.
Three years. It’s been three whole years.
Her brother seemed like a different person, almost obsessed as he gradually took control of the Tenhowe Branch.
Ma Yingying never understood why her brother worked so hard.
Well, she still doesn’t really get it now.
“Bro, what’s wrong? Is something up at work?” Ma Yingying asked cautiously. “Or is Mom giving you trouble again?”
Ethan Yin slowly let go of Ma Yingying, shaking his head gently, tears still streaking his handsome face.
“I’m fine, I’m fine...” Ethan Yin turned, stumbled out the door, jumped into his sports car, and sped off.
Ma Yingying stared after him, totally confused about what was going on with her brother...
At the same time, the Jiang Family also got word that Cici was coming back.
When Jiang Yihai heard the news, his fingers trembled and he accidentally cut his finger with the knife—but he didn’t even notice.
She’s really coming back?
Three years.
He’d waited for news of her, quietly, for three whole years.
He knew where she was, what she was doing, but he never dared to stand in front of her and say sorry...
He was afraid, he was anxious.
He worried that, once he saw her, he’d lose control.
Because at this moment, Cici had the qualities of both Nora Yun and Cici Grant.
He was scared he wouldn’t be able to hold back his feelings.
Three years ago, the Jiang Family had already let her down.
Now, he didn’t want to hurt her anymore.
“Sir, your hand...” The butler cried out, “Quick, bring the first aid kit!”
Jiang Yihai didn’t seem to hear the butler at all. He just murmured, “When she comes back, can things really go back to the way they were?”
While everyone else was tangled up in their own feelings, Cici finally set foot on Chinese soil.
Cici’s flight landed in S City, then she transferred by car to Newport City.
The moment the plane touched down, for some reason, Cici felt a voice deep inside her calling out to her.
It felt like she’d always belonged here.
Cici followed the crowd out, and just as she reached the exit, someone behind her accidentally bumped her with a suitcase.
“Sorry, sorry.” A low female voice apologized quickly.
“It’s okay,” Cici replied with a smile.
The woman glanced up absentmindedly, but when her eyes landed on Cici’s face, she froze, screamed in terror, and collapsed to the ground.
Cici touched her own face. Was she really so ugly now that just seeing her would scare someone like that?
“You... you...” The woman stammered, then abandoned her luggage and ran off without looking back!
Cici thought it was strange and wanted to call out, but the woman was so fast she vanished in an instant.
“What a strange woman.” Cici shook her head speechlessly, pulled out her phone, and handed the abandoned luggage to airport staff.
Meanwhile, the woman who’d run off was still shouting in terror: “She’s back... she’s really back...”