Chapter 49 Copy and Paste
Emotions surged within him, and his chest felt swollen and aching. Qin Yinghuai didn't dare to imagine Ji Shi'an's reaction if he one day learned that he had missed the family members who were looking for him, or if he would never have the chance to learn the truth in his lifetime.
When Ji Shian pushed the door open and walked in, he was keenly aware that the atmosphere was wrong, as if he had stepped into a negotiation scene by mistake. His body reacted naturally, and he subconsciously put on a professional smile and walked closer, but then he froze when he saw the faces of the people at the table clearly.
"Uh..." She pointed at the people at the table who looked 20%, 40%, 60%, and 80% like her, then looked up in shock, and looked at Ross with a bit of horror.
So many people were lost at once. Is this a production team?
Ross's eyes lit up when he saw her come in. Noticing she looked a little tired, he suppressed his excitement and suggested, "How about we talk tomorrow? You should go get some rest first."
Ji Shian glanced sideways at the wall clock. It was eleven-fifteen, too early to even register. After all, she'd been busy today, like she'd been dining in several different places in a row.
Ji Shian: Am I some cheap spinning top?
She sighed inwardly, walked over and sat next to Qin Yinghuai, raised her hand and motioned for Mr. Ross to sit down and talk. "No need, I prefer to finish quickly."
Ross carefully observed her expression and saw that she didn't seem to be faking it, so he asked directly, "Could you please do a paternity test with me?"
Although Ji Shian had made some mental preparation, he remained silent at this moment.
She pulled out her phone and clicked on a selfie, glancing up at Ross from time to time. One of typical Western descent, the other of pure Eastern appearance. How bold must one be to speak like that?
Ross opened his phone screensaver and saw a woman who looked exactly like Ji Shian, wearing a smoky blue cheongsam and holding plum blossoms.
"This is my wife. You two look almost identical. We have a daughter who was abducted at age two. She's now twenty-three," Ross explained. "We've been searching for her. We recently received word that the trafficker was last seen in Pingcheng. I was going to check on her, but I happened to see you when I went back to look for my car keys."
Then I found that she and the cheongsam lady looked like copy and paste, so I wanted to give it a try.
Ji Shian silently added the rest of the words in his heart.
Considering the sneakiness of the system and Qin Yinghuai's abnormality, she felt as if she was thrown into a pile of messy balls of wool, confused and tangled.
Ji Shian took a deep breath. No, her reason and the little biological knowledge left in her mind would not allow her to just let the matter go.
How did a foreign man and an oriental woman manage to have a child that bore no resemblance to a boy?
She may be her mother's child, but not necessarily her father's child.
Ji Shian was in a daze but didn't point out this very sharp thing. He just hinted at it: "Some scholars have calculated that there are examples in this world where there are people who are not related by blood but look almost identical."
Ross smiled gently. Ji Shian's attitude actually explained a lot of things, such as the fact that she was also 23 years old and that she had no recollection of her biological parents.
Otherwise, when most people hear such a request, they will definitely respond bluntly or give a corresponding explanation.
"Is it okay?" Ross said in a softer voice.
Ji Shian glanced at the photo on the table and hesitated. She wanted to do a paternity test with the woman in the photo, thinking the chances of success would be higher.
Ross saw that she was always looking at his wife, and thought she was curious about why she didn't come with them. He explained that his wife was absent, saying, "Because we have some business at home that needs someone to look after us, my wife and I take shifts." This month it was his turn to go out and look for someone.
Ji Shian was slightly surprised. The other party's choice of words was different from some middle-aged men she had met before. It was quite down-to-earth.
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, at the appraisal agency next to this hospital, is that okay with you?" Ji Shian thought for a moment and gave a specific time.
Ross nodded at her: "Of course." His clasped palms were already covered with sweat from nervousness and excitement.
Although he had some premonitions and various guesses in his mind, when he got the identification results, Ji Shian looked at the numbers on it and was still blank.
I don’t know how many times my head has been caught in the vortex of the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg.
If the system had not been unusually tough this time, she might have had to wait until all the original plots were finished before she had the chance to see this piece of paper.
How did she, a two-year-old child at the time, manage to travel such a long distance and still survive?
She couldn't tell whether the plot was really protecting her or abusing her. Should she be grateful or resist...
"Shi'an." Qin Yinghuai gently pulled her stiff hand, pulling her out of her dilemma. "We are just tools to it."
It is a tool to achieve its goal. It is like an ant on the ground trying to pity the gods, which is somewhat lacking in self-awareness.
Ji Shian came back to his senses, automatically putting himself in the shoes of a worker, and sobered up: "Oh, right, it's okay, don't empathize with the capitalists."
Qin Yinghuai, one of the capitalists, nodded immediately, with a flash of pity in his eyes.
She looked up at Ross, who was tearful and had just hung up the phone not far away, and felt a little homesick.
Knowing is one thing, but actually recognizing someone is another.
So Ji Special Assistant escaped very comfortably.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
Ross wiped his face, trying to calm his excitement. He was simply overjoyed. He and his wife had never given up their search, but the harsh reality weighed on their minds and kept them from having high hopes. Now, finally...
Ross opened his mouth, his eyes red: "She, you..." Finally, he looked at Qin Yinghuai and said thank you: "Thank you for taking care of her."
At least his daughter's life, as she stumbled and tumbled alone, wasn't all torment and loneliness. The light in her eyes was bright, a smile always graced her lips, her face rosy, her spirits high. Her life wasn't all suffering; there were people who cared for her and loved her.
Qin Yinghuai frowned slightly when he heard this. Although he could understand his father who was so excited that he was incoherent, he still had to say something.
"You may have some misunderstandings," Qin Yinghuai looked up, "I didn't do anything. Shi An has taken good care of himself."
"She's amazing. She's endured many setbacks, but she never complains about life. She relies on her own strength, seizes every opportunity, and forges her own path step by step." Qin Yinghuai emphasized this to Ross's slightly stunned expression: "She's very resilient and strong."
Qin Yinghuai was particularly concerned about Ji Shian's efforts being lightly glossed over or attributed to others, even if that other person was himself.
His Shi An - would retreat when encountering unexpected things, and would start again after sorting out his mood. He kept saying that he was afraid and wanted to back out at any time, but he still bravely stepped forward and reached out to hold his hand.
Fear and courage don't conflict in her; instead, they intertwine to create a unique charm. Her fundamental character is courageous, positive, restless, and unyielding. Sometimes, she's like a small rice cake, clinging to others without hesitation when she senses they're being embraced. She might be described as timid and fearful, but in reality, she's the bravest and most decisive, like an unquenchable fire.
Dazzling, dazzling, precious.
While he was happy for her, he also had many unspeakable worries in his heart.
Of course, he would be happy to see more people love her, but he would never allow anyone to gain anything from her under the guise of blood relationship.
You could say he's delusional, or perhaps he's psychologically dark. But his so-called biological parents are actually familiar strangers. Familiar by blood, yet unfamiliar for twenty years.
Any child raised by a parent might have friction with their parents. He couldn't help but worry that the other person's overly strong emotions would uncontrollably affect Shi An, causing her to subtly absorb the same degree of emotions in return, but they would be burdensome to her.
In the end, Shi An will feel lost, be bullied, and lose more than he gains.
Even if things really develop into the worst case scenario and that day really comes as expected, with Ji Shian's character, he will only be calm and rational to cut losses in time, gradually distance himself, and handle the relevant follow-up with ease, but the sadness and heartache of gaining and losing will become scars that are difficult to erase.
So after careful consideration, he still chose to be the bad guy and say the ugly words at the beginning, even if it seemed a bit presumptuous given his current status.
Even though the father seemed to have suffered a lot and spent a lot of effort in finding her, he warned the other party in an extremely tactful way.
"Shi An has a stable job and a relatively happy life." Unless she is willing, no one can force her to immediately follow her biological parents to live abroad.
Ross blinked, understanding the subtle hint from this man, who seemed too young for his age. His gaze shifted, becoming more serious and focused as he made his position clear: "As long as she's happy, anything is fine."
Ross closed his eyes and said in a somewhat obscure voice: "Has she suffered a lot?"
Qin Yinghuai just nodded but didn't say much. Sharing all the details of his past twenty years with his parents was Ji Shian's privilege, and he shouldn't do it for him.
"It's my fault." Ross's breathing quickened slightly. "I wish I had found her sooner."
Qin Yinghuai lowered his eyes to the ground. That was impossible. Because the plot also required Ji Shian to play an orphan whose parents were "both dead" to highlight the heroine's misery.
The thought of this made him grit his teeth in hatred.
He adjusted his stance, looked out the window at the lawn, and changed the subject: "Could I ask about your family situation? For example, does Shi An have any brothers or sisters?"
Various news reports about fratricide played automatically in his mind. Qin Yinghuai had a dull expression and was completely immersed in anxiety.
"Shi'an is our only treasure." Ross answered firmly.
Qin Yinghuai became even more worried. He was concerned about the situation and wanted to ask rudely: You are all old now, do you still need time to take care of yourself?
It is clear that he has been missing love for twenty years. No matter how much he keeps looking for it, Ji Shian himself has never received that warmth.
Qin Yinghuai's heart was filled with the fury of a beast whose territory had been invaded, and he paced back and forth in a rage. He felt dissatisfied and worried, even more indignant than the person involved.
But he dared not say anything, nor could he say anything. He could only pray that God would open his eyes and give Shi An a pair of good parents.
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