After saying goodbye to Ning Rong in the hospital, no matter how slow An Xing was, he realized that something was wrong with An Zhaoming.
He was still a little confused until he saw An Zhaoming return Ning Rong's ID card with an innocent look on his face, but his heart skipped a beat. Thinking back to when An Zhaoming heard Ning Rong say that she was taken away by mistake, but didn't ask any further questions, he knew what was going on.
The confession can’t be delayed any longer, An Xing thought silently.
When they entered the house, Chen Ying arrived home earlier than them and urged her son to drink some porridge and go upstairs to rest.
"That family is too much! What does our Xingxing have to do with this matter? Why are we implicated?"
The woman muttered angrily and pulled her son's hands and arms to check. Seeing the scratches and bruises on An Xing's left hand, she felt distressed.
"Luckily the injury wasn't serious, otherwise I wonder how you'll be able to do handicrafts in the future!"
An Xing shrank his neck, and looked very obedient, speaking hesitantly.
"Mom, are you okay? Did this scare you?"
Just now, Chen Ying looked so sad that she couldn't stand steadily, which scared An Xing.
The woman sneered.
"I'm not that fragile, I was just acting!"
An Xing:!
"You little idiot, I didn't even use much strength, but you were pushed into the water with your legs weak. If I don't act, do you plan to continue arguing with me after you are fished out?!"
An Xing: ...
"How's that kid who pulled you up here?"
The young man looked listless and didn't say anything. An Zhaoming came back to his senses and answered.
"He sent it to his friend's house."
"I told you not to show off, so just show off!" Chen Ying poked her son's forehead hard, "Stay away from that kid from now on!"
"Well, don't blame the victim." An Zhaoming coughed lightly, "Today's incident was mainly an accident."
Chen Ying was in a very bad mood at the moment. She would get angry at anyone who had anything to do with An Xing falling into the water. When she heard the man's words, she turned around and glared at him.
"You can talk now, why don't you teach your son a lesson? He lost the argument and got beaten up. Is An Zhaoming your son?"
An Zhaoming blurted out: "Of course he is my son! How could he not be my son!"
An Xing's eyes turned red and tears fell.
"...Xingxing? Xingxing, why are you crying?"
Chen Ying was the first to notice the boy's tears and was extremely surprised. An Zhaoming's heart suddenly sank when he saw his son's expression.
The words that come out of your mouth often represent the most real thoughts. The moment An Xing heard An Zhaoming's words, he felt that the invisible boulder that was weighing heavily on his heart had also fallen down at this moment.
He looked up at An Zhaoming and Shen Ying without saying a word. He went upstairs to his room, took out the report that Lu Tianchen had given him, walked downstairs with heavy steps, and handed it to the two people.
"I plucked my father's hair and my own hair that day and sent them for a paternity test."
“…”
The room was in an unbearable silence, and An Zhaoming had no expression on his face. Chen Ying also fell silent, looking at the document bag, then at the boy, as if she realized something, her eyes slowly turned red. She staggered back a step, her body swaying.
"Mother!"
An Xing rushed over and reached out to support the woman.
Chen Ying grabbed the boy's wrist tightly with her backhand, and her eyes slowly moved from the boy's anxious and guilty face to the file bag.
An Zhaoming held the document bag and felt it was a little hot. He was silent for a while, then stood up and supported Chen Ying.
"It's late today, it's time to rest..."
"Open."
Shen Ying's voice was hoarse and calm.
An Zhaoming was silent for a while and did not rush to open the file bag. He first helped Chen Ying sit on the sofa, then pushed An Xing next to Chen Ying with his backhand, and then sat down himself.
He looked at the bright red official seal on the document bag and saw that the sealed bag had been opened. He sighed silently and took out the documents under the gaze of the two people.
That line of results is conspicuous and glaring.
An Zhaoming closed his eyes. His worst guess came true, and he unexpectedly calmed down. What he was more worried about than this result was...
"A Ying?"
The woman unconsciously clenched the thing in her hand, staring at the words with red eyes. It was not until she looked away that she realized she had been holding her son's wrist, and then she loosened her hand as if she had been electrocuted. She looked down and saw a circle of red marks on her son's wrist.
"Star……"
An Xing retracted his right hand but did not cry out in pain. After a while, he looked up and forced a smile.
"I'm sorry. I... don't know how to tell you..."
"Brother Chen helped me with the test. The testing agency said that all the hair I sent was used and the remaining samples were destroyed. No one else knew about this except Brother Chen."
"I...I really didn't expect this to happen. Anyway..."
"Since I'm not your child, you should find your real child as soon as possible, and I'll move out as soon as possible..."
An Zhaoming and Shen Ying did not doubt the authenticity of the test report at all, because there was no need for An Xing to lie, and the child's depression in the past few days and his unnatural behavior just now were all explained.
Everything before them was real and absurd. They were still confused and could not react. They listened to An Xing's words woodenly. His voice seemed to be vague and hazy, as if separated by a layer of gauze. Until they heard the boy's last words.
"Nonsense! What do you mean by moving out? You're only a few years old and you want to live on your own!"
An Zhaoming refused without even thinking about it.
"Xingxing, don't you recognize your mother? Just because you are not born by her, do you not recognize her?"
Chen Ying's face was sad and tears slowly fell.
An Xing felt a lump in his throat. He had been trying hard to suppress his sadness, but now he could no longer hold on to his little effort and threw himself into Chen Ying's arms.
"No, no...I don't want to leave you guys, wuwuwu!"
Chen Ying hugged the boy, and An Zhaoming also wiped his face and grabbed An Xing's shoulders.
"I raised you with great difficulty, and now you just move away like that?"
The man's eyes were also red, and his usually dignified and solemn voice trembled a little.
"Don't even think about it! You just need to take care of me and your mother in our old age! According to our country's inheritance law, if you are adopted, you must bear the obligations!"
In the previous life, Chen Ying, who knew the truth, was so shocked that she fainted on the spot. An Xing and An Zhaoming sent her to the hospital and watched her wake up. After Chen Ying woke up, An Xing proposed to move out.
At that time, the reactions of Chen Ying and An Zhaoming were exactly the same as they are now.
Listening to the familiar words that she had heard once in her previous life, An Xing couldn't stop crying.
He once worried that if he told the truth, his parents would change their opinion of him and would not love him as much. This thought was childish, but he was only twenty years old and he cared too much about them. It was really difficult to stay rational in the face of such a big thing.
Maybe those excuses were all false, and he waited until the accident to confess simply because he was afraid.
"I will take care of you in your old age," the young man sobbed, "whether you want me or not, I will take care of you in your old age."
Aunt Zhang, who cooked at home, took a day off today. Uncle Li also went back home after picking up Chen Ying from the police station. There were only three of them in the villa. The family of three hugged each other and cried bitterly. An Zhaoming was the first to calm down. He pushed An Xing to finish the porridge and go upstairs to rest.
"You fell into the water today, go take a shower and go to bed. We can talk about other things tomorrow." An Zhaoming said, "Did the kid from the Lu family help you with this appraisal?"
An Xing nodded and slandered An Hao: "I had a quarrel with my cousin that time, and I heard someone spread rumors. I was so angry... Brother Chen promised not to tell anyone else, and the appraisal was also done in his private hospital."
An Zhaoming was not too worried about the secret being leaked, after all, Lu Tianchen was very reliable. Moreover, as long as he and Shen Ying were prepared for this kind of thing, it wouldn't be a big problem even if it was leaked.
Now it seems that we must investigate the rumors in the company.
He nodded calmly, and when he saw his son finish his porridge, he sent him upstairs to his room, then turned around and sat next to Shen Ying.
"A Ying..."
Chen Ying opened her mouth and no longer concealed her feelings in front of An Zhaoming, and tears fell one by one.
"Why……"
Why did such a thing happen to their family?
An Zhaoming was also exhausted. He had just started to waver during the day, and was thinking that he was just making a blind guess, but who would have thought that his absurd guess would come true so unexpectedly. He sighed.
"Look at it from a positive perspective. Fortunately, it was Xingxing who discovered this. If outsiders knew about this, our family would be in a more passive position."
The An family is a wealthy family, and it's not that no one covets them. If someone with bad intentions knew about this first, contacted their biological son in advance, or secretly instigated and threatened An Xing, it would be even more troublesome.
Chen Ying shook her head. She wasn't referring to the money, but...how sad it would be for the child to find out about this and confess it himself.
How worried and guilty An Xing must have been these days.
"We need to find our...son as soon as possible."
Shen Ying grabbed her husband's hand.
"Xingxing has done nothing wrong, and his parents shouldn't be kept in the dark."
"As parents, we can't let Xingxing bear this pressure."
A mother must be strong. She cannot just be sad at a time like this, otherwise their family will break up.
An Zhaoming shook his wife's hand.
"good."
That night, the two of them tossed and turned, and neither of them slept well. The next day, Chen Ying got up and decided to make something delicious to make her son happy. But when she finished making breakfast, An Zhaoming had already come down, and there was still no movement in An Xing's room.
"Xingxing? Are you up yet?"
Chen Ying went upstairs to wake her son up and knocked on the door, but heard no sound from inside.
Wait, the little idiot isn't going to run away from home after confessing the truth? !
Chen Ying felt that her son's IQ was such that he could really do such a thing, so she quickly opened the door and went in, only to see the boy curled up in the quilt, sleeping soundly.
She breathed a sigh of relief and quietly walked into the dim room. Just as she was about to wake her son up, her eyes paused.
The boy curled up into a ball, his face flushed red.
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