Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 834 - 853: An Liyang’s Resurrection

In the banquet hall at this moment, someone had already recognized the face of the new arrival, and one by one, their faces showed expressions of horror.

A person who recognized the newcomer kept shaking their head, unwilling to believe what their eyes were seeing: "Impossible, impossible, there must be something wrong with my eyes. The person has clearly passed away, how could they be alive again after so many years? I must be seeing things."

Among the crowd, there were many such murmurs.

"An Liyang? How could it be? How could it be?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Soon, the name An Liyang spread among the crowd, and everyone was discussing this name, including those who were not unfamiliar with it like Xi Shaoqi and others.

"How could it be, this person is not supposed to be here?" Lan Luo slightly opened his mouth, beginning to doubt his own eyes like everyone else.

Afterwards, he exchanged a confused gaze with Third Young Master Xi next to him, who also felt inexplicably bewildered: "Maybe they just look similar."

Rocky immediately refuted his words: "No, unless they’re twins, it couldn’t be such a resemblance."

Things seemed to be getting stranger, a sentiment shared by everyone.

Only Lin Mubai felt differently in his heart; his heart was filled with fear as he looked at the familiar silhouette, walking step by step towards the person standing at the banquet hall entrance, his back towards him. For some reason, he felt a sense of impending loss.

An Nan, under the gaze of everyone, walked forward step by step. At this moment, her eyes brimmed with tears, and she stared unwaveringly at the distant figure, not daring to blink even slightly. She seemed afraid that if she blinked, the person before her would vanish, and she was extremely scared of that feeling of loss, driving her to madness.

Finally, when there were only three steps between them, An Nan stopped nervously and uneasily, her lips trembling slightly, trying to speak several times but ultimately saying nothing. At this moment, the moisture deep in her eyes began to gently roll down her face.

The man opposite her, his deep gaze had been fixed on her, then he raised a corner of his mouth in a slight, ambiguous smile, walked forward slowly, and lifted his hand to gently wipe the tears from An Nan’s cheek, then spoke dotingly: "How is it that after all these years, you’re still such a crybaby? Aren’t you embarrassed?"

With just one sentence, the years of An Nan’s resolve completely crumbled; she threw herself into his arms, sobbing loudly.

Her cries simultaneously attracted Xi Xilan, who was crouched on the ground in utter confusion. When she clearly saw the person An Nan was hugging, she screamed in panic and loss: "Son." Then she crouched on the spot, eyes widened in disbelief.

This cry was heard by the person holding An Nan, and through the crowd, his gaze fell on her, appearing calm as if he didn’t recognize her.

The next moment, Xi Xilan snapped to reality, stood up like a madwoman, rushed madly towards the banquet hall entrance, and crazily pulled Lin Annan away, shouting at her: "You vile woman, don’t touch my son. Get away, get away, get away."