Chapter 138 This is a little human raised by a cat!

Even with expedited processing, the fastest paternity test results will take at least six hours.

When Yan Xingtai arrived with Liang Shao after receiving the news, they saw Yan Xingrong with his arm around Ji Cailing's shoulder, gently patting her, in the warmly decorated waiting area of ​​the appraisal center.

Ji Cailing lowered her head, her fingertips rubbing together anxiously, her eyelids red and swollen from crying.

Liang Shao stepped forward and sat down next to Ji Cailing.

Yan Xingtai patted his older brother on the shoulder and asked, "When will the results be out?"

Yan Xingrong: "Around four o'clock."

"Four o'clock?"

Liang Shao was taking out some paper from her bag when she paused, then looked at her husband and asked, "Doesn't the physics competition qualifying round end at 4:30?"

Because the math competition that Yan Zhaozhou participated in was also held at Tsinghua University.

The two felt guilty and wanted to make amends to Jiang Yingxu, so they subconsciously paid attention to the end time of the physics competition.

Ji Cailing had specifically inquired about it yesterday, closed her eyes briefly, and said, "Yes."

"The exam will finish at four o'clock. After about half an hour, the scores will be calculated and checked, and the final results will be released."

"Well... that's quite a coincidence," Yan Xingtai said finally.

A subtle silence fell over the waiting area.

Not far away, Yan Shuli, who was walking over with two disposable cups, happened to hear the last two sentences. He paused for a moment before continuing forward.

He didn't call them his uncle or aunt, but instead addressed the manager properly according to his position within the group.

He then bent down and placed the paper cup on the armrest of the chair.

The words "Mom and Dad" stuck in his throat, but he swallowed them down and only said, "Drink some water, it's warm."

The benches in the waiting area were divided into four sections by cushions.

Yan Shuli silently walked to the other side of the single sofa and sat down, deliberately avoiding the complicated gazes from Yan Xingtai. He turned his head and stared blankly at the glass window next to him.

Outside the window stands a Chinese scholar tree, its lush green branches stretching freely in the sunlight, reflecting an extremely rich color.

The vibrant green was so dazzling that it even stung one's eyes.

If he weren't a child of the Yan family.

If Jiang Yingxu is the true child of the Yan family.

Yan Shuli closed his fingers, his nails digging into his palms; the slight pain actually made his thoughts clearer.

That was the trip I took to Ningcheng to attend Yan Zhaozhou's birthday banquet.

The Jiang Yingxu he saw.

He was tall with straight shoulders and a sturdy build, the kind of lean and strong build that comes from manual labor. When he reached out to take the cake, you could see the scars and calluses left by his past life between his long fingers.

Jiang Yingxu's expression was cold and indifferent, as if he had no interest in anything in the world.

Only when looking at the beautiful calico cat in his arms does he reveal a truly genuine and vivid gentleness.

Orphaned, mistreated by her uncle and aunt, and forced to work to earn her tuition while still a minor...

The casual praise he once heard from others, "He works very hard," now felt like a piercing needle, leaving a bitter taste on his tongue.

For someone who is still a minor, such a past is a mountain they desperately try to escape.

Yan Shuli lowered his head and wiped his face.

He was raised from a young age to be the heir of the Yan family.

In addition to academic studies, there are professional coaches for golf, tennis, etc., who can appreciate music and paintings, have learned ballroom dance steps, and are familiar with self-defense and anti-kidnapping training.

In terms of studies, he had private tutors and foreign language practice partners without interruption. In order to start learning at the company earlier, he even skipped two grades and was admitted to the Department of Finance at Peking University before he was eighteen years old.

His classmates jokingly called him a little genius.

The company's board members chuckled and said he was exceptionally gifted.

In reality, it's just a privileged life built up by aristocratic families, a natural advantage given to their resources.

If there wasn't a mix-up at birth, if he had been born in Ningcheng, and if he had met those uncles and aunts...

Yan Shuli wondered if he could do the same as Jiang Yingxu.

On the treetop, a clever little sparrow turned its head around, then, startled by something, it suddenly stepped on a branch and fluttered away.

Yan Shuli stared at the swaying branches and leaves for a long time, then lowered his head and gave a bitter laugh.

Imagination seems so pale and powerless in the face of facts.

How can barren soil produce flowers and grow straight, sturdy, towering trees?

Given his education, this assumption is meaningless.

After all, the facts cannot be changed, and indulging in assumptions is just a useless emotional drain.

But.

As Yan Shuli felt the deep thumping of his heart in his chest, an answer was gradually taking shape.

But.

He is probably no match for Jiang Yingxu.

Moving forward was not easy, but beneath his feet lay endless resources accumulated over generations, and the paved road to heaven laid out by the Yan family.

To break free from the treacherous mire, to steadfastly forge ahead through the thorns, one must forge a path through one's own efforts—

Such will, mindset, and ability are all too rare and therefore extremely precious.

He is not as good as Jiang Yingxu.

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[Ding!]

[Plot completion increased by 5%, current completion rate 70%. Please keep up the good work, host.]

When the system notification sounded, Shi Miao was replying to a WeChat message from an overly anxious parent.

With a swipe of his finger, the unfinished message was sent.

Shi Miao composed herself and continued to add to the story, saying that her cat was perfectly fine and that its constant meowing was just being dramatic.

It called out and found its owner coming.

When I called again, I found that my owner had come over.

Silver Shaded: Huh? Mimi discovered something fun!

Just like a cat that mischievously pulls things under the table.

Discovering that this could attract the owner's attention, it repeatedly tried to test the waters.

If you ignore it and don't give it any response, the cat will get bored and leave dejectedly.

Shi Miao sped up and ended the consultation.

The system has also investigated and returned the results.

The Yan family discovered that Yan Shuli was not their biological son and made him undergo a paternity test.

Shi Miao was slightly dissatisfied.

[How can such an important plot point only be given such a low completion rate?]

The system coldly scoffed: "Wouldn't it be best to fast-forward to 100% right now?"

After arguing, they started analyzing things seriously.

[Since the car accident that led to the major plot point of recognizing relatives has already provided sufficient completion, paternity testing and the recognition of relatives are merely minor subplots within the overall determination process.]

[Under normal circumstances, the plot should have only progressed about 30% by now. The remaining storylines involve reuniting with the Yan family and dealing with various misunderstandings and suppression.]

Of course, that's probably impossible now.

Even if he knew the plot, had no expectations, and was already prepared to act, the ridicule and contempt would still fall on Jiang Yingxu and hurt him.

It's easy to guess that the cat will get angry and not allow it if the system shuts down the network data stream.

Just as Shi Miao said.

This is the little human she raised with such care!

The system coldly replied: "You should be glad you're still making money now. Once you get back, I doubt you'll be able to make any progress at all."

Shi Miao: [?!]

Oh no, that's actually quite possible.

Since she had nothing better to do, Shi Miao grabbed the system, opened the original book again, and tried to find a way to score points.

Jiang Pinghai was imprisoned, and Chen Xiumei, dragging her good-for-nothing son who had gone astray, was destitute and passed away.

I went against Yan Zhaozhou to spite him, and that's how I passed.

This made Yan Zhaozhou secretly jealous, and he passed the test.

I was invited by a professor who recognized my talent, but I declined the offer.

In contrast to Yan Shuli... Jiang Yingxu is better at this, so let's skip it.

The Yan family spent money to send him to Peking University... Impossible, the cat escorted him into the exam hall, a sure thing! (Skip)

At the banquet where identities were introduced, Jiang Yingxu remained aloof and silent, the whispers and gossip among the elite members of the elite circle making him seem unworthy of respect... Ha, they dared to say something like, "The cat makes those chattering, noisy sparrows poop on their heads every day!" (Passing by!)

It swept past, swept past, swept past.

Shi Miao flipped through one plot after another marked with a red cross, and when she flipped to the next page, all that remained was Jiang Yingxu's death.

That's even less likely.

[...]

Shi Miao gasped. [What happened? All the possible storylines have been completed?!]

Especially those events that occurred later on, were all dragged back to the high school stage before the family reunion, a time when there shouldn't have been much of a plot.

System: 【...Wow.】

It sighed sincerely.

Are you going to stay stuck at 89% for a long time?

Shi Miao: [。]

You idiot, you machine head!

Don't say such discouraging things!