Chapter 61 Appraisal Results

Based on the DNA test results, there is no biological kinship between the maternal sample Zhou Yue and the offspring sample Zhou Mu.

"Hahaha~" Zhou Yue cried tears of joy while holding the test results.

She said it herself, she said that Zhou Mu's emotions were only stirred by her because she had raised him for so long! Her daughter is being raised like royalty in the Yan family, hahaha~

Zhou Yue was fully recovered and returned home looking radiant, her pale complexion regaining its rosy hue.

"Zhou Mu, wash these clothes."

Zhou Yue threw a basket full of dirty clothes in front of Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu obediently agreed, "Okay."

"Wait!" Zhou Yue called out to Zhou Mu, who was about to enter the kitchen. "I told you to do the laundry, what are you doing in the house?"

"I'll boil water in the kettle."

"Why are you boiling water? There's water at the tap!" Zhou Yue pulled Zhou Mu, making her stumble, and pushed her out the door. "Are you so delicate? You can't even touch cold water. Where are we going to get enough charcoal to boil water for you?"

Thinking of the icy cold water, Zhou Mu glanced at Zhou Yue cautiously, "Cold water won't clean you up."

"If it's not clean, it's because you didn't wash it properly. Scrub it a little longer and I don't believe it won't be clean."

After giving her instructions, Zhou Yue went back to her bedroom and lay down.

Zhou Mu looked at the closed door. Sure enough, the care in her mother's eyes these past few days was fake. She picked up the dirty clothes and went to the sink, but she pulled her hands back as soon as she scooped up some cold water. It was too cold!

Zhou Chenglong, lying on Zhou Mu's small bed, watched the whole thing from the sidelines. He then found his own dirty clothes and said, "Mu Mu, can you wash these clothes for me too? When my leg is better, your uncle will earn money to buy you candy, okay?"

"Uncle, there's too much, I can't wash it all."

Just as Zhou Chenglong was about to coax her again, Zhou Yue's voice flew out of the room through the window, "Zhou Mu, just wash it. Your uncle is your elder, what's wrong with washing his clothes?"

Zhou Mu felt that her mother had reverted to the way she was before she started school. She was a little disappointed, but... that was all. She was used to it, just a little sad...

As she immersed her small hands in the cold water, within moments she felt the chill seep into her bones.

Zhou Yue lay on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, the charcoal stove radiating warmth, making her feel drowsy.

Suddenly, she wanted to share her joy with Jiang Chengli, but fearing that the walls might overhear, she only dared to send one message: You're wrong. I told you you're overthinking it. Her affair and the child have nothing to do with each other.

Almost the instant she sent the message, Jiang Chengli called. Zhou Yue didn't dare to answer and hurriedly hung up, then sent Jiang Chengli a picture of her and Zhou Mu's paternity test results.

"How is that possible?"

Although this was the result Jiang Chengli wanted, he was hesitant to believe Zhou Yue's test results. It was too easy for the Yan family to manipulate things behind the scenes if she had a paternity test done in Shanghai.

Most importantly, if his guess is true, wouldn't Zhou Yue, that idiot, going for a paternity test just be telling Yan Songyu that they already know?

Now that everything is laid bare before them, facing the Yan family, they can only wait to die!

Jiang Chengli had nowhere to vent his anger, and Zhou Yue wouldn't answer his calls. He could only pray that he was just overthinking things. He wanted to see his results. Yes, his test results were in.

Jiang Chengli quickened his pace and started jogging with a limp, ignoring the strange looks from passersby.

"Here, here, Brother Jiang."

The aunt had been waiting in the park for quite a while, and when she saw Jiang Chengli, she started waving her arms and legs to attract his attention.

After receiving the results, Jiang Chengli asked with concern, "Has anyone come looking for you?"

The woman was afraid he wouldn't pay the balance, so she hurriedly explained, "No, I swear, absolutely no one has contacted me. I sent the sample you gave me to the testing center immediately, and no one has been there. I took the results home yesterday and kept them safe. Nobody knows about them."

Seeing no hesitation or wavering in her eyes, Jiang Chengli handed her a black plastic bag. "This is the remaining 20,000 yuan. You'd better keep this to yourself."

The auntie opened it and immediately beamed with joy, ignoring even Jiang Chengli's warning. "I knew Brother Jiang was a man of his word..."

Jiang Chengli didn't want to waste any more time with her, so he grabbed a few file folders and turned to leave.

Back at the hotel, Jiang Chengli couldn't wait to open the paternity test results for Yan Songyu and Feifei: Yan Yu and Yan Fei were not biologically related.

He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, then opened the paternity test results for Yan Songyu and Zhou Mu: Yan Yu and Zhou Mu were biologically related.

Jiang Chengli breathed a sigh of relief, slumped onto the edge of the bed, and burst out laughing, "Ha, hahahaha~"

He was ready to flee Liangcheng, but unexpectedly, fate still smiled upon him!

He opened the remaining test results, and both Feifei and Zhou Mu were his daughters, and had nothing to do with Feng Yu.

"Hahaha~ Yan Songyu, Feng Yu, just wait, hahaha, the day the Yan family falls into my hands, I will repay you for all this humiliation!"

Jiang Chengli, his previous unease gone, got up from the ground with a bright smile, smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit, packed his things, and returned to Haishi.

Feifei, his daughter, he will cherish this only chance to turn things around!

*

That night, Yan Songyu stayed with Feifei until she fell asleep before returning to her own room.

"Is Feifei asleep?"

Feng Yu's voice came from the tablet. He was sitting at his desk in his pajamas, engrossed in his work. Hearing the sound of the door opening from the tablet, he immediately snapped out of his work.

"Mmm, I'm asleep." Yan Songyu lazily lay down on the bed, stretched, and said, "So sleepy!"

"Songyu, turn the tablet around, I want to see you."

"Don't we watch it every day? What's so interesting about it?" Yan Songyu said, but still turned the tablet around.

"We haven't seen each other for three days, and we can only video chat at night. Are we like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? And you still complain that I'm clingy." Feng Yu's accumulated resentment was about to explode.

"It's not my fault, you've just been too busy. But Huasheng is just starting out, there's nothing we can do about it. It'll be fine once it stabilizes." Yan Songyu hugged the tablet and kissed it. "Does that make you feel better?"

"Yes, but it would be even better without this screen."

Yan Songyu rolled over and lay face down on the bed. "How about I come see you tomorrow? I have a negotiation to reschedule for tomorrow."

Because of Yan Songyu's movements, her slip dress revealed a large expanse of what was previously hidden. Feng Yu coughed lightly and reminded her, "Songyu, your slip dress..."

Yan Songyu looked down, then clutched her chest and flipped back over, placing the tablet next to her face, her fair and delicate face close to the camera. "It's not like I haven't seen it before, why are you suddenly shy?"

“That’s different.” Feng Yu smiled helplessly. “Intimate contact with each other in a frank manner is a natural expression of feelings, but if I were to secretly stalk you while we’re chatting like this, it would be disrespectful to you and make me feel like trash.”

“Okay.” Yan Songyu’s eyes lit up with a smile as Feng Yu spoke. “I think I can bring you a gift when we meet tomorrow.”

What gift?

Yan Songyu playfully kept everyone in suspense, saying, "If I tell you, there won't be any surprises. Just wait and see."

Thinking of the message Zhao Qi sent, Yan Songyu took a sharp turn in her tone, "By the way, they should have seen the test results they wanted by now."