Jiang Ruilin looked at his eldest nephew, who was grinning foolishly beside him, and sighed slightly. "You are all young people. If you have time, you can spend more time with Ah Le."

Jiang Xiaoli noticed Jiang Ruilin's helplessness and said with a smile, "Jiang Chengle and I are friends now."

Jiang Chengle chuckled, "Yes, Uncle, don't worry, you don't need to find me a friend, I'm already so old!"

Jiang Ruilin was speechless. "Fine, it's your business as young people. You decide for yourselves."

During the meeting, Jiang Ruilin and Zong Jia had an in-depth discussion about the current situation of "Yu Jia Technology".

"SOSO's future size is immeasurable, Mr. Zong. If you are interested in accepting investment, please contact me."

Zong Jiayu took the business card and said, "Uncle Jiang, I will seriously consider it."

After the meal, the two of them saw the Jiang uncle and nephew off, and Jiang Xiaoli nervously returned to the private room.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everything on the dining table was untouched.

Zong Jia took out the prepared box and carefully packed the water cups used by Jiang Ruilin and Jiang Chengle.

He carried the suitcase while hugging his girlfriend and laughing, "Little Pear, it should be fine. I'll go with you to the appraisal agency tomorrow."

Jiang Xiaoli nodded. "I'm starting to get nervous now."

Zong Jia hugged her tighter. "It's okay, I'll always be with you."

The next day happened to be the weekend, and Jiang Xiaoli got up and took Zong Jiayu to the DNA testing agency they had booked in advance.

To her disappointment, current DNA testing technology is not advanced enough, and the results for these two samples will take at least half a month to come out.

After leaving the identification center, Zong Jia comforted her, "By the time the identification results come out, the people we sent to Wudu to investigate the Jiang family will be back, which will allow us to make comparisons from multiple perspectives."

Jiang Xiaoli sighed, "Yes, that's the only way."

Zong Jia reached out and pushed her cheeks up, "Okay, cheer up, my little pear hasn't been smiling much lately."

She hugged Zong Jiayu's arm and said, "My originally peaceful life has suddenly been disrupted. I really can't remain indifferent. I have so many questions that I want to get answers to."

Perhaps she hadn't done well enough in her past life to have any contact with big shots like Jiang Ruilin and Jiang Chengle, and that's how she lived her short life in a daze.

But this life has revealed the mystery surrounding her father's origins, making it impossible for her to remain calm.

Zong Jiayu hugged her and said, "Little Pear, I understand."

During this time, people around Jiang Xiaoli noticed the changes in her.

However, both the investigators and the DNA test results are currently pending.

She could only be patient and wait for time to give her the answer.

She was conflicted. She wanted to help her father find his family, but she also felt that if her father really was a member of the Jiang family, then what did it mean that they had ignored him all these years?

The days passed in this constant state of conflicting emotions.

On June 23, Jiang Xiaoli received a call from the appraisal center while she was preparing to go to the airport to pick up Song Guoqiang.

She couldn't help but give a wry smile, "Sometimes there are no clues at all, but other times they all come together."

Zong Jia chuckled and comforted her, "You go pick them up, I'll go to the testing center to get the results, and then we'll meet at home, okay?"

She nodded. "Okay."

When Jiang Xiaoli saw Song Guoqiang at the airport, she almost didn't recognize him.

"Hey, trendy guy, who are you?"

Song Guoqiang grinned, "Can't you recognize me after I tidy myself up?"

The original Song Guoqiang was definitely the type of person who would be hard to spot in a crowd.

But now, he's a trendy person decked out in designer brands.

Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but ask, "Brother Song, you didn't wear all the money I gave you on your body, did you?"

Song Guoqiang shrugged. "Can't I buy a few designer items on a trip abroad?"

Jiang Xiaoli choked, "Fine, fine, you can wear whatever you want."

On the way back to the city, she couldn't help but ask, "What were the results of the investigation?"

Song Guoqiang leaned back in his chair to relax. "Anyway, I've figured out all twenty or so members of the Jiang family in Wudu for you. The photo of Jiang Ruilin that you're so keen to find is really hard to come by! But it's in the file folder. If you think I've done a good job, Mr. Jiang, remember to give me a raise."

Jiang Xiaoli was overjoyed, "No problem, I'll give you a big red envelope after I've looked at the information!"

Song Guoqiang, carrying his bag, declined her insincere lunch invitation, saying, "President Jiang, you should go back and look at the documents. We can eat anytime."

She chuckled lightly, "Alright, then Brother Song, you should get some rest."

With a tap on the gas, Jiang Xiaoli sped home.

She pushed open the door, waving the file bag in her hand, "Look how much Brother Song has investigated for me!"

Zong Jiayu got up and hugged her. "Little Pear, the test results might be inaccurate. Let's find another testing agency."

Jiang Xiaoli asked in confusion, "Is it unrelated? That's fine too."

As she spoke, she flipped open the appraisal report on the table, and Zong Jiayu didn't even have time to stop her.

Silence fell over the room.

Several minutes passed before Jiang Xiaoli finally found her voice.

"Ayu, what does this report mean?"

Zong Jia held her trembling hand, "Little Pear, don't worry, we'll find another opportunity to get it tested elsewhere."

She glanced again at the expert opinion displayed on the report.

Based on the DNA results analysis, and without considering multiple births, consanguinity, or external interference, a parent-child relationship exists between sample A and sample B.

She felt a sudden darkness engulf her vision and plopped down on the sofa.

She kept shaking her head, "Impossible...impossible...this is ridiculous!"

How could her father still be alive?

They had met so many times, yet he showed no signs of anything unusual!

Zong Jia hugged her, "Little Pear, let's not overthink things here. I don't believe Uncle Jiang would abandon you and your godmother. Something must have happened that we don't know about."

As if struck by a revelation, Jiang Xiaoli pushed Zong Jia aside and opened the file folder that Song Guoqiang had given her.

Song Guoqiang is a very organized person. He separated the information of each member of the Jiang family in Wudu using paperclips.

Jiang Xiaoli quickly found the copy that belonged to Jiang Ruilin.

The first page she turned to featured a photo of Jiang Ruilin before his plastic surgery, which she specifically emphasized she was looking for.

The man in the picture is wearing an elegant tailcoat, and the background is a magnificent hall, which looks like an event is being held.

Jiang Xiaoli was confused. How could her father have had the opportunity to take such photos when he was young?

She flipped through Jiang Ruilin's file; perhaps because she had specifically emphasized it, Song Guoqiang had collected a lot of information.

All the materials, from Jiang Ruilin's childhood school days to the present, are complete and clear.