Xu Jiayue looked down at the lab report, which listed the probabilities of various relationships. The highest probability listed first was...

Her eyes widened involuntarily. How could they be uncle and nephew?

“Jiayue, did you see that? That child is related to me by blood, but he's not my son.” Pei Yang knocked on the door when there was still no movement inside, and continued, “On my way to find you, Qin Yun sent me a voice message. She said that the child is my older brother’s. She originally wanted to take revenge on me, but later realized that my older brother was not someone she could use, so she left Yihai City. She only found out she was pregnant after she left. Because she is a devout Christian, she couldn’t have an abortion, so she gave birth to the child.”

Xu Jiayue clutched the test results, her lips pressed tightly together. Should she believe him?

She remembered that Pei Yan, the eldest son born to her father's second concubine, did not look much like Pei Yang. How could he have given birth to a son who looked so much like him?

"You still don't believe me after seeing this?" Pei Yang sighed softly. This was the strongest evidence he could provide. If she still didn't believe him, he didn't know what to do.

Xu Jiayue heard the frustration of being disbelieved in his voice. She bit her lip, parted her lips slightly, and replied hoarsely, "So what if I believe you this time? Pei Yang, can you guarantee there won't be another Miss Li or Miss Wu? Maybe one day you'll really have an illegitimate child? I don't know how to face it. Let me teach me how to face it then?"

It wasn't that she wanted to doubt him, but rather that he hesitated the moment he faced the matter. Even he himself was so uncertain, so one could imagine that even if this wasn't the case this time, perhaps the next one would be, and what kind of situation would she find herself in then?

She was unlike those 'generous' women in the Pei family; she would never help her husband raise a child he had with another woman.

“Pei Yang, you can’t even guarantee something as simple as this, you can’t put my mind at ease. I really can’t imagine what it will be like if I marry you.” Xu Jiayue clenched her fists and took a deep breath: “Perhaps the appearance of that Miss Qin just made me realize that we are not suitable. Forget it, you can leave.”

As soon as she finished speaking the last three words, her eyes instantly reddened, her mouth trembled, and her voice choked in her throat, unable to escape.

"I can guarantee that there will absolutely not be a next one," Pei Yang said solemnly. Although he had several women, his life was not as chaotic as she thought. He had always been very cautious in this regard, and he did not want to have children with people he did not love.

The only time was when Qin Yun was drunk. He didn't remember whether he had used contraception or not, otherwise he wouldn't have hesitated like that when she asked.

"Really?" Xu Jiayue felt a little sad when she heard his promise. Before marriage, she was asked for a promise that ordinary people would never even consider. This was the most basic sense of security.

"Jiayue, let me in. Can we sit down and talk?" Pei Yang felt that it was inconvenient to talk through a door; it would be better to meet in person.

"I don't want to see you. Go back." Xu Jiayue closed her eyes, exhausted and powerless.

"Will you come to the wedding tomorrow?" Pei Yang pursed his lips tightly.

Xu Jiayue remained silent.

Pei Yang slowly lowered his hand from the door, his voice slightly hoarse: "Xu Jiayue, tomorrow at the Shengtian Auditorium, I'll be waiting for you, I'll wait until you come."