Chapter 371 Knowing the Truth
When Shen Hanxing heard the name of her child, she naturally became more cautious.
She followed that person and actually arrived at the identification department.
Because there were so many people coming and going in the hospital, no one noticed that she was following someone.
only……
Shen Qianxun hadn’t been hospitalized recently, so how could a doctor he didn’t even know mention the child’s name?
She followed him and found something that shocked her.
…
Chen Hanxing's high heels tapped against the marble floor, making a sharp "tap, tap" sound, like dense drumbeats beating in the empty corridor.
When the receptionist looked up, she only caught a glimpse of her tense jawline and her clenched hands.
The edge of the document bag was deeply wrinkled by the fingertips, and the sharp corners of the paper almost dug into the palm of the hand. The fingertips oozing with sweat had stained the brown paper bag with a small dark color.
She stopped in front of the CEO's office door, her knuckles hanging on the door handle for two seconds.
The wind from the corridor rushed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, lifting the hem of her windbreaker, carrying the scent of green grass from the kindergarten lawn, but it couldn't blow away the redness surging in her eyes.
He took a deep breath, and the breath swirled in his chest, eventually turning into even more intense anger.
She pushed the door hard, and the door hinges made a dull creaking sound.
Qi Moxun was looking down at the documents, and his pen drew smooth arcs on the paper.
When he heard the noise, the tip of his pen paused, and the moment he raised his eyes, his originally gentle gaze met the storm in Shen Hanxing's eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He put down the pen, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the pen, his Adam's apple moving: "Han Xing?"
Before he finished speaking, Shen Hanxing had already taken a few steps to the desk.
When she raised her hand, her arm was shaking, and the file bag was slammed hard on the table. With a dull "bang", the pages inside scattered out.
The DNA identification report at the top floated twice and landed right in front of Qi Moxun.
The bold words "The probability of Shen Qianxun and Han Lingcui's parent-child relationship is 99.99%" were like ice-hardened needles, piercing people's eyes and causing pain.
"Qi Moxun."
Chen Hanxing's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and the ending tone was trembling violently, but he insisted on gritting his teeth to steady himself, "What should I do?"
Qi Moxun's gaze lingered on the report for half a second, then he quickly looked up at her.
His eyelashes trembled, and he put down his pen and clenched his hand into a fist under the table, his knuckles turning white.
That half second of silence had already made the corners of his eyes turn red!
"You don't know either, do you?" Chen Hanxing suddenly laughed, his laughter was light and bitter, like glass polished by sandpaper.
"From the moment Han Lingcui was at the kindergarten gate, from the way she looked at Qianxun as if she wanted to swallow her up, I should have been alert!"
But she never thought about it in this direction.
Moreover, this matter is so unbelievable that most people would not associate it this way.
She remembered that last week, Han Lingcui came to her house to return the picture book that Chihiro had dropped. Before leaving, she bent down to tie her shoelaces at the entrance. Chihiro hugged her legs and shouted, "Auntie, can you play with me to build blocks next time?"
In fact, children themselves can also feel the closeness of blood, right?
Qi Moxun stood up and tried to pull her hand, but just as his palm was about to touch her wrist, he was violently thrown away by Shen Hanxing.
She took a half step back and her lower back hit the cold filing cabinet. The pain made her gasp, but it was nothing compared to the sharp pain in her heart.
Her voice was hoarse, and she pointed at the report. "How can I calm down? Tell me, how can I calm down?"
"He and I have always depended on each other." Her voice suddenly rose, and she couldn't help but let the tears well up in her eyes.
"We are each other's spiritual support."
"I never thought his relatives would show up again!"
"She was 'kidnapped' with Chihiro last time, and they essentially took Chihiro away! If she hadn't been so selfish, neither she nor Chihiro would have been kidnapped!"
Qi Moxun's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was very low: "Han Xing, if this is true, this matter must be considered carefully. You must stay calm!"
"Impossible!" Chen Hanxing interrupted him, tears finally rolling down her face, splashing onto the screenshot, leaving a small stain. "She's going to snatch the child away based on a blood relationship report? Impossible!"
She suddenly remembered the afternoon in kindergarten when Han Lingcui squatted down to tie Qianxun's shoelaces and her fingers gently brushed the child's ankle.
Thinking of the time when the two of them shouted "one, two, one, two" and crossed the finish line, Qianxun looked up and smiled at Han Lingcui. The dependence in that smile was rare even for her mother who accompanied her day and night.
My heart felt like it was blocked by something, it was sore, swollen and painful.
"I shouldn't have allowed her to get close to Chihiro, right?"
Qi Moxun stood there, looking at her red eyes, his heart feeling like it was being crushed by a blunt object.
"Legally, she has visitation rights." He spoke with difficulty, his voice so soft it sounded like a sigh, "Chihiro also has the right to know..."
“Shut up!” Shen Hanxing suddenly raised her voice, tears blurring her vision.
"My child, it's not my turn for anyone else to teach me what to do! He doesn't need any 'other possibility'. His only possibility is me as his mother!"
She grabbed the file bag on the table and turned to leave.
When she reached the door, the heel of her high heels hit the threshold. She staggered half a step and held on to the door frame to keep her balance.
Without looking back or saying anything else, he just pulled the door open with force and slammed it shut again.
The sound shook the paintings on the wall, like a heavy hammer hitting the quietly cracked gap between the two people.
Qi Moxun stood in the empty office, holding the appraisal report that was wrinkled by Shen Hanxing in his fingertips. The wrinkles on the edge of the paper were still stained with her unwiped tears.
He also didn’t want Shen Qianxun to be taken away.
But if Shen Qianxun is Han Lingcui’s son, that is, Xuanyuan Pavilion’s son.
This matter is not under his control.
And now, they are allies with Xuanyuan Pavilion.
No one can be sure whether Xuanyuan Pavilion’s attitude will change if this matter is exposed.
The setting sun shone in from the window, casting a long shadow at his feet. He looked at the closed door, his eyes filled with helplessness and heartache.
And Shen Hanxing in the car finally released all his strength.
She leaned on the steering wheel, her shoulders shaking violently, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out of her throat.
The appraisal report in her palm was soaked with tears, and the words were blurred, but the "99.99%" seemed to be engraved in her mind and could not be erased.
She raised her hand to wipe her face, her eyes blurred with tears, and her red eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror.
His fingertips gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his nails almost dug into the plastic.
"Chihiro is mine." She murmured to herself, her voice choked but resolute, "No one can take her away from me."
The evening breeze blew in through the half-open car window, ruffling her hair, but it could not blow away the protective, inviolable fire in her eyes.
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