After Jasmine finished speaking, Jin Yanzhou held his forehead helplessly and said, "You won't stop until your biological father is sent to prison, right?"
Jasmine wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the man's look: "You should rest Jasmine, as for the rest, it's none of your business."
“But…” Jasmine opened her mouth, but after meeting the man’s dark eyes, she swallowed the words.
The little girl looked at her father, her mind full of thoughts.
According to her observation, Daddy clearly treats Sister Shuhe differently. Today, he even took the initiative to care about Sister Shuhe's hands.
This kind of situation would never happen to Daddy before.
Although Daddy always avoids this issue, Jasmine has a spirit of getting stronger with each setback.
She must make Daddy like Sister Shuhe!
After figuring it out, Jasmine raised her lips and said, "Okay, Daddy. Good night."
Jin Yanzhou looked deeply at the little girl's smile and said nothing more. He sighed in his heart, tucked the quilt into her and left.
...
...
As for what Owen and Jasmine said today, it did not cause much ripples in his heart.
To him, Chen Shuhe was just someone who could make Jasmine happy.
…
Compared to the warmth on this side, West Coast Mansion is full of depressing feeling.
From the moment Pei Jingmo stepped into the living room, everyone felt the coldness and anger emanating from the man, and they all lowered their heads and dared not breathe.
Pei Jingmo went upstairs without stopping and entered the study. Song Qingyin and Xiaoyu behind him looked at each other.
Xiaoyu then snorted: "Mom made Dad angry again! She is so hateful!"
"Mommy Yinyin, please comfort Daddy!"
Song Qingyin nodded: "I will. You must be hungry, shall I ask Aunt Li to prepare some food for you?"
Xiaoyu touched his belly: "Well... just a little bit will be fine."
"Okay, go upstairs first, and I'll have someone bring it to you later."
"Uh-huh."
After Xiaoyu went upstairs, Song Qingyin gave some instructions to Aunt Li and followed him upstairs. She found Pei Jingmo in the study.
As soon as she opened the door, the smell of cigarette smoke made her cough twice.
Pei Jingmo looked up when he heard the voice, his lips straightened: "Why did you come here suddenly?"
As he said this, he put out his cigarette.
Song Qingyin walked up to him and said softly, "Jing Mo, you haven't smoked for a long time."
Pei Jingmo replied: "I'm not in a good mood, I need to relieve myself."
"Try not to smoke. It's bad for your health."
Pei Jingmo agreed to Song Qingyin's request. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Song Qingyin smiled at him, put her arms around the man's shoulders, and gave him a gentle squeeze with moderate strength.
Pei Jingmo sighed and closed his eyes to enjoy this moment of comfort.
“Jing Mo, I know you are angry, but I just thought about it…Miss Shen is so frank, could it be that we really misunderstood her?”
"She and those two men are just friends?"
Song Qingyin lowered her eyes and glanced at the man. Seeing his eyelids move slightly, she quickly looked away and added softly, “I don’t mean anything else. I just thought that if we misunderstood Miss Shen, it would not be good. Should we apologize to her?”
"She doesn't deserve it." Pei Jingmo opened his eyes, his eyes full of coldness and ridicule.
"If they are not her wild men and bastards, why would she protect them so much?"
When Pei Jingmo thought of the scene where Chen Shuhe asked him to apologize for other men today, the anger in his heart kept surging.
"I've asked Liang Song to investigate. I'm sure there will be results soon."
Song Qingyin said "Oh", and at an angle where the man couldn't see, she gently curled her lips.
As he was speaking, Liang Song called.
Song Qingyin glanced at it, and then said sensibly: "Jingmo, you are busy, I will go to check on Xiaoyu's meal."
"Okay." Pei Jingmo grabbed her hand, kissed the back of her hand, and watched her leave.
The remaining gentleness in his eyes disappeared, and Pei Jingmo answered the call expressionlessly: "Speak."
Liang Song's voice came over immediately: "Boss Pei, there is a result on Miss Song's matter."
At this moment, Liang Song was in a village in the suburbs of Nanlin. He received a call from Li Xiumei in the afternoon and hurried over to verify the situation.
Hearing this, Pei Jingmo paused, tightened his fingers, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and asked, "What did you find out?"
Liang Song stood in front of the car, turned his head and looked at the dark village. He said, "I received a call from Li Xiumei this afternoon. She helped to ask other relatives of the Li family about Li Qingyin in the past few days. This afternoon, she called back and said that a family member remembered what Li Qingyin looked like."
Listening to Liang Song's words, Pei Jingmo's throat tightened and his brows became solemn.
He didn't say anything, waiting for Liang Song's next words.
Liang Song's voice was particularly clear in the quiet study room: "I rushed over and met this family. They were Li Hai's cousins. She was very happy when she knew Li Hai had a child. She often went to Li Hai's house during that period, but she was impatiently driven away by Li Hai not long after."
"But Li Hai's cousin said that she took Li Qingyin out to play for half a day, and her son took a photo of the two of them."
"It's been so long that the photo isn't very clear. I'll send you a copy first. I'll arrange for technicians to restore it as soon as possible when I get back to the city."
After saying that, Liang Song lowered his head and clicked a few times, and Pei Jingmo's mobile phone received a message.
The man's fingertips paused above the screen. After a few seconds of silence, he clicked on the dialog box, and then a yellowed but smooth photo appeared in front of him.
Pei Jingmo immediately enlarged the photo.
There are two people in the photo, one big and one small. The smaller one looks about seven or eight years old, with a clean face and rosy cheeks, and a pretty appearance.
A closer look...
There is a thumb-sized red spot at the end of the girl's right eyebrow, which looks like a birthmark.
Pei Jingmo zoomed in again and carefully observed the girl's eyebrows and eyes.
Birthmarks can be removed, but this girl’s facial features and expression are very different from Song Qingyin’s.
For example, the girl has a dimple on the left side of her cheek when she smiles, but Song Qingyin does not have one.
For example, the girl has single eyelids, but Song Qingyin's almond-shaped eyes are unusually bright and transparent.
Pei Jingmo was thinking, and at this time Liang Song's voice came, with a touch of certainty: "Mr. Pei, based on cousin Li Hai's description and the photos, I think it is almost certain that this is not Miss Song."
When Liang Song first heard these things, he was surprised and skeptical.
During the investigation, he tried his best to be fair, but each time he got information which was extremely coincidental, giving him the illusion that he had missed the correct answer.
Just when he thought the truth was about to come out, but with the firm words of Li Hai's cousin today, plus this old but well-preserved photo, Liang Song could basically be sure that Li Qingyin was not Song Qingyin.
Because the growth trajectories and backgrounds of these two people are so different, it is impossible to connect them together except for their names.
After Liang Song finished speaking, he waited quietly for the man's reply.
Pei Jingmo stared at the photo. After a while, he said, "Send me a copy of the restored photo tomorrow. Lijia Village... you don't need to keep an eye on it anymore."
Hearing this, Liang Song replied: "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the village in the distance again before opening the car door.
This matter has finally come to an end.
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