A few days later, at the paternity testing center.

Zhang Moyan stood up from the sampling window with the alcohol cotton ball in her right hand. When she looked up, her eyes met Chen Guanfu, who was leaning on a thin straight cane a few meters away. His wife, Ms. Fujiwara Nanako, was adjusting his cuffs with great care, and his eyes seemed to be always on her.

Chen Guanfu's eyes were extremely focused, and his calm gaze revealed the sharpness that an authority has when observing people and things. Zhang Moyan suddenly felt a little nervous for no reason.

"Thank you for coming here today." Zhang Moyan walked forward, trying to act natural and polite. Although they parted on bad terms the last time they met, it was she who suggested coming for the personal appraisal this time, so it was like she was asking for a favor.

"Miss Zhang, you're welcome," Ms. Fujiwara said, smiling gently as she took her hand. "This is something we've wanted to do, but we've been afraid you wouldn't want to, so we've kept it to ourselves. Although a lot of evidence points to you being our granddaughter, only rigorous scientific evidence can provide the final answer, and we'd love to know that answer. My husband and I have been back in China for almost a month now, and we've often discussed how to find you. We never thought you would come to us first! We're so happy, aren't we?"

Fujiwara Nanako looked at Chen Guanfu expectantly. Both her posture and expression looked like a Shih Tzu that wanted to be praised by its owner after finishing a math problem.

It was the first time that Zhang Moyan heard his wife call her husband "Sir". He wondered if this was a respectful title that Japanese women used to address their husbands. It felt a bit feudal!

Chen Guanfu lowered his head and smiled slightly at Fujiwara Nanako, then turned to Zhang Moyan: "No, I'm more curious now - what prompted your attitude to change, and why you actually took the initiative to ask us to cooperate with you in kinship testing?"

Zhang Moyan felt a twitch at the back of her neck, as if someone had suddenly grabbed her vital point.

Chen Guanfu's gentle and harmless question contained a sharp and insightful tone that could cut through the fog and get to the heart of the matter. While normal people would focus on the identification results, he immediately saw the essence of the problem.

Zhang Moyan steadied herself, her face, which was always difficult for outsiders to tell what she was thinking, curled her lips slightly: "I just want to confirm our relationship, because there are some questions that I may only be able to ask you after we confirm our relationship."

Zhang Moyan's words were sincere, so Chen Guanfu didn't think it was a provocation. He looked at Zhang Moyan with admiration and nodded thoughtfully: "You've thought it through very carefully. Okay, I promise I'll tell you everything I know when the time comes."

Tell everything you know...

For some reason, when Zhang Moyan heard these four words, her heart surged and her eyes became moist involuntarily.

On the snow-white corridor, several middle-aged people were running around to pay their fees. A baby in swaddling clothes was crying loudly at the nearby sampling window. A couple was fighting at the elevator entrance in the distance. Zhang Moyan and Chen Guanfu stood facing each other in a scene of human ukiyo-e that looked like a short play. If everyone was driving a small boat named "himself", then at this moment Zhang Moyan could clearly see herself turning the steering wheel on this sea of destiny where she was at a loss.

"Miss Zhang, it's getting late. Why don't we have dinner together?" Ms. Fujiwara felt that Zhang Moyan and Chen Guanfu were both very nice today, so she suggested enthusiastically, "Do you like Japanese food? I recently visited a very good Japanese restaurant... Or do you like Jianghuai cuisine? Just come and order it, we can both."

"No, no, I have a date tonight." Zhang Moyan declined naturally. She had used up all her life's skills to get to this point. Although today was just the beginning and a fight with Chen Guanfu in the future was probably inevitable, it was obviously impossible for her to do something as difficult as having dinner together.

"You have a date?" Fujiwara Nanako's face was full of disappointment. She tried to persuade him, "Is this date important? Can you tell your friends about it..."

"Forget it, let her carry out her plan!" Chen Guanfu sensibly stopped Ms. Fujiwara, turned his cane around and walked out. "We'll find another opportunity after dinner."

Zhang Moyan paused for a moment after hearing this and asked, "How long will Professor Chen stay in China this time?"

Chen Guanfu paused, turned around and said word by word: "Forever."

"Forever?" Zhang Moyan was surprised. "...Aren't you going back to Japan?"

"Um."

"Why?"

Chen Guanfu didn't answer immediately. He looked out the corridor window at the bustling scene outside. After a long pause, he smiled and said with emotion: "No matter how tall the tree is, its leaves return to their roots. Only at my age do I realize that after wandering for half a lifetime, it is hard to leave one's hometown. Success and fame are far less valuable than the happiness of being reunited with family."

Chen Guanfu's two sentences, like a wandering old man lamenting life, made Zhang Moyan shudder: "To be together with my family, to be reunited?"

"Yes," Chen Guanfu responded to her directly, his eyes piercing, leaving no room for negotiation. "Once the appraisal report comes out, you should come back to me."

Zhang Moyan finally realized what she had done. She looked at Chen Guanfu in disbelief and murmured, "What do you mean? You want me to leave my current parents? ... I'm an adult, not a child who needs a guardian. I can decide where to stay."

Chen Guanfu's brows were relaxed, without a trace of anger. The terrifying thing about him was that he always maintained a calm demeanor. This calmness gave people an oppressive feeling of certain victory, as if even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were imbued with the condescending gaze of superior intelligence.

He said, "Everything I do is definitely for your own good. The Zhang family has protected you so well, but I'm not grateful to them. This world is very complicated, and naive people can't protect themselves."

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