Wen Li immediately sat down next to Wen Xingming. After sitting down, she glanced at the various dishes on the long table and looked on with drooling.

Seeing this, Wen Tingsong quickly said, "I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I made a little bit of everything."

He was uneasy. Even though the blood relationship made him want to get closer to his daughter, Wen Tingsong was very worried that he might have done something wrong because they hadn't spent time together for seventeen years.

"No, no, I like to eat everything."

Wen Li has a natural sense of relaxation. Even though she has never spent time with the Wen family father and son, she has seen on TV that family members don't talk like strangers and don't do anything formal, so she naturally started eating.

Seeing Wen Li's poised and generous demeanor, Wen Tingsong was even more pleased: "You suffered outside before."

Wen Li nodded in agreement as she ate, "That's right. My master has also been unlucky. He used to be able to tell fortunes down the mountain, but in recent years there's been a crackdown, and we've both ended up collecting bottles to sell."

Although everyone loves to give her the bottle, she eats a lot!

I was never full.

After Wen Li finished speaking, she took another big bite of the steamed bun, completely unaware that the Wen family father and son were almost in tears after hearing what she said.

After dinner, those who needed to go to work had to go. Before leaving, the eldest brother, Wen Yanchu, told Wen Li, "The police have already investigated and found out that the labels of your and Sirou's identification samples were mixed up by an intern during the testing. But don't worry, whether it was a case of the hospital switching babies or an error in the identification process, Dad and I will pursue it to the end."

Wen Yanchu felt that the series of events was too coincidental.

Wen Li was lost when she was a child, and the labels on the paternity test report were also mixed up.

But yesterday he watched the internship monitoring and found that the intern had indeed put the wrong label on the wrong device because they were not familiar with the operation.

Wen Yanchu couldn't think of a solution for a while, but as the eldest brother, he felt he had to give his sister seventeen years no matter what.

"The results are in?" Wen Li asked, somewhat surprised.

Wen Yanchu nodded.

"Then let's do as you say, brother."

As she spoke, Wen Li suddenly remembered what she had prepared early that morning. "Dad, eldest brother, this is a talisman I prepared for you."

The amulet that Wen Li handed over was much more exquisite than the one she had casually taken out before. It had a thin red brocade pouch on its surface, embroidered with intricate golden runes.

Seeing this, Wen Xingming quickly said, "Dad, Big Brother, you should accept it!"

These talismans saved his life when he was in the fire.

The houses collapsed, but it seemed as if several protective shields had been erected around him. After the shields broke, pieces of wood that had been burned to charcoal fell on him, yet his clothes were not even charred.

Little Pear's talisman is a really good thing.

Seeing his elder brother hesitate, as if he felt that the bright red brocade pouch was out of place with his suit, Wen Xingming couldn't stand it anymore.

He thought to himself, "My sister didn't even give it to him!"

"If you don't want it, then give it to me, I..."

Wen Xingming had already stretched out his claws, but it was as if he had eyes in all directions, and he quietly hung the brocade pouch around his neck.

He glanced at the second son, seemingly showing off: "My sister gave it to me, how could I not accept it?"

Wen Xingming wanted to take his father's, but when he turned around, his father was happily examining the brocade pouch like a lovesick fool, and then hung it around his neck with a serious expression.

"The eldest brother is right. We will definitely take good care of the gift your sister gave us."

His daughter is thinking of them!

Wen Tingsong was worried that he wouldn't get along with his daughter, but now it seems his worries were unfounded.

He clutched the amulet to his chest tightly and couldn't help but say, "Little Pear, you're so thoughtful. You even embroidered a brocade pouch for me. I'll definitely carry it with me every day."

Wenli:? ? ?

She sensed something was wrong and suddenly realized that Wen Tingsong was referring to the golden runes on the outside of the brocade pouch.

She honestly replied, "I didn't embroider it. I bought the pouches online. They were very cheap, only one cent each. I bought several hundred. If you like them, I can give you a few more to wear in rotation."

Wen Tingsong's smile froze instantly, unsure of what expression to make.

The two Wen brothers were trying to suppress their laughter, but they dared not actually laugh out loud; they were finding it very difficult to hold it in.

But after this incident, the relationship between the father and daughter seemed to have deepened.

Before leaving, Wen Tingsong said, "This is your home. Do whatever you want. Don't be shy."

Wen Tingsong was most afraid of his daughter being too polite to him.

Upon hearing this, Wen Li seemed to ponder, "Is it okay to do anything?"

Wen Tingsong didn't think much of it: "Anything is fine."