Chen Guanfu curled his eyes and actually agreed: "That's right."
"Professor Chen, I don't think the same as she does." The girl beside him didn't understand the tense situation. She felt something was about to disappear. She turned around and scolded Zhang Moyan, "Which media outlet are you from? You don't even have basic manners. I'm going to complain to you..."
"I'm sorry," Chen Guanfu raised a hand, interrupting the girl's anger. He glanced at the people around him and said, "Thank you all for coming here today for my matter. I'm very grateful. Now, if you can please go back first, I'd like to talk to Miss Zhang alone."
Everyone looked at Zhang Moyan.
The girl who was about to recognize her relatives asked in confusion and hurt, "Professor Chen...?"
Chen Guanfu nodded to her amiably, "Thank you, child. Be good and leave first!" He then looked at the policeman, "Please ask this officer to see her off!"
"Is this necessary?" Zhang Moyan interrupted Chen Guanfu's preparations with a cold voice.
The police officer paused mid-wave, glancing back and forth between Zhang Moyan and Chen Guanfu. His years of experience as a police officer told him this female reporter was up to something: "Reporter, shouldn't we be a little more polite and respectful when speaking to the old professor?"
Zhang Moyan didn't react at all. The police officer felt embarrassed and turned to ask Chen Guanfu and Fujiwara Nanako: "So, should we leave or not?"
Ms. Fujiwara didn't argue, waiting to see what Chen Guanfu meant. Jin Xueyang stepped forward and said, "Professor Chen, I don't think you have anything to say in private, do you?"
Chen Guanfu pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It's not something that cannot be told."
Everyone looked puzzled at his words, but Chen Guanfu obviously didn't care. His attention returned to Zhang Moyan. He and Zhang Moyan stared at each other for a long time, and the air almost froze in their silence.
Finally, it was Chen Guanfu who broke the silence. He leaned forward slightly and asked curiously, "Miss Zhang, have I done anything wrong that you keep looking at me with such scrutiny?"
Zhang Moyan paused for a moment, subconsciously looking away, and replied expressionlessly, "You're taking advantage of other people's innocence to work for you. Isn't that wrong?"
The "others" in Zhang Moyan's words actually not only refers to the girl in front of her, but more to Chen Yun.
Chen Guanfu listened and was silent for a moment: "You know, it's very difficult to find someone who is not related by blood but is willing to serve me wholeheartedly."
These words didn't sound like something a good person would say, and no one expected Chen Guanfu to say it so bluntly.
"No way," Zhang Moyan questioned. "Professor Chen has been teaching for many years, and his students should have spread all over the world. Isn't there a better candidate than this girl among his students?"
Chen Guanfu leaned back in thought. After a moment, he said, "No."
These two words were almost arbitrary, and everyone's first reaction was disbelief.
"I don't just look at people's IQ," Chen Guanfu said frankly, "I pay more attention to..."
But he said half of the sentence and left the other half.
Zhang Moyan hated this kind of suspense the most. She frowned and asked unhappily, "What?"
Chen Guanfu looked directly into Zhang Moyan's eyes, his gaze gleaming with sharpness, but his tone was relaxed: "Feeling."
Zhang Moyan couldn't help but chuckle, "Feelings? I never thought a highly educated person like you could be so sentimental."
Under normal circumstances, it would be extremely disrespectful for Zhang Moyan to speak to an elder like this, especially when the other party was an elder of some status. Anyone who heard it would stand up and accuse her of being inappropriate. However, in this inexplicably tense atmosphere, no one acted rashly.
After a long silence, Chen Guanfu lowered his eyebrows, slowly stroking his injured right leg with one hand, and said leisurely, "Last time, that crazy guy pulled you and said you looked like your mother. I think his vision is very problematic. You don't look like your mother at all."
The calm and steady voice fell into the extremely quiet space, as if it had weighed a thousand pounds.
Zhang Moyan held her breath. Chen Guanfu's directness was beyond her expectations.
"What's different about it?" Zhang Moyan asked sensitively.
This question omitted countless twists and turns in the middle. The old man and the young man both put their tacit understanding on the table. It was just that the onlookers were confused. After analyzing and interpreting it in their brains, they all showed astonished expressions like the onlookers.
Chen Guanfu raised his eyes under Zhang Moyan's cold gaze, a slight smile on his lips, and said with emotion: "She is much more filial than you!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned. She hadn't expected Chen Guanfu to answer like that. She chewed over the word "filial piety" and looked at him quietly. "It's good that you know I'm different from her."
To be honest, Zhang Moyan felt a chill in her heart at this moment. She had occasionally fantasized about the scene of recognizing her relatives, but she didn't expect that what actually happened would be like this - no hug, no warmth, and tit-for-tat.
She stopped looking at Chen Guanfu and turned to the girl. "I'm very sorry. I am Professor Chen's granddaughter. I will take care of him and care about him. His life's pursuit will be passed on to me. So I am very sorry, but I am also very grateful for your kindness and good intentions."
This statement was so straightforward that even the police officer, who was strong in body but simple-minded, understood it—this female reporter was the granddaughter that Professor Chen was looking for… What?! This female reporter was the granddaughter that Professor Chen was looking for!
Everyone was dumbfounded. Jin Xueyang's eyes seemed to pop out of his head. "Holy crap, is this true? There's such a thing!"
"No..." The girl who was determined to recognize her relatives found it hard to accept and took an unsteady step back. "How is it possible?"
"It's true, my mother is his daughter, Chen Yun." Zhang Moyan's honesty at this moment was almost cold-blooded. "I can prove my identity without doing a DNA test. For example, I can tell you where the small birthmark on my mother's body is."
The girl was speechless.
"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" the police officer asked loudly.
Fujiwara Nanako also recovered from her surprise and asked, "Yeah, why didn't you tell me the first time?"
Zhang Moyan thought to herself that she had never realized that Chen Guanfu would recognize a fake granddaughter, but she didn't explain. She simply said, "It's my freedom."
Everyone felt choked.
"Then..." The leader of the appraisal agency stepped forward to persuade, "For the best case scenario, I suggest that Miss Zhang and Professor Chen also do a comparative test to confirm it. After all, scientific results are the most accurate."
Zhang Moyan shook her head and smiled. "I won't do it." She looked at Chen Guanfu calmly and said word by word, "Professor Chen's search for his relatives will never have a definitive conclusion. In other words, I recognize you, but I don't want anyone else to know about our relationship. I'm living a good life now, and I hope you won't bother me or try to take advantage of others. If I find out that you're taking advantage of others, no matter how many times, I will interfere, just like I did today."
After saying that, she opened the door of the living room and walked out without looking back.
Jin Xueyang looked at the corner of the sleeve disappearing at the door, his mouth wide open, his expression completely shocked.
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