She unfolded the folded paternity test results.
Meanwhile, Fu Mengyao has already seen the result.
All her arrogance vanished in an instant; her face turned ashen, devoid of any color, and she frantically tossed the appraisal aside.
She looked at her brothers in the room and shook her head in panic: "Impossible, something must have gone wrong. How could I not be related to Mom by blood? How could this be..."
impossible……
how so?
All of this was exactly what Tang Yaoyao had expected, because she hadn't faked the previous appraisal at all.
Doing it again is just to make her mother understand that it's also to plunge Fu Mengyao into an abyss from which she can never climb out again.
Fu Mengyao pointed excitedly at herself, her eyes pleading as she looked at Qiao Yanzhi: "Mom, believe me, I really am Third Aunt's daughter, your own niece, really, it's true..."
Qiao Yanzhi put down the paternity test results in her hand and called her name: "Fu Mengyao".
Her eyes were full of hope: "Mom, I'm here, I'm here..."
Qiao Yanzhi is now completely certain that the body identification twenty years ago was a huge conspiracy, and she has been kept in the dark about it until now, spending her days in tears, believing that her grapes are really gone.
She took a deep breath, her eyes filled with icy coldness, devoid of any warmth, and asked, "Why are you so sure that my grapes are dead?"
"mom……"
"Stop calling me that. Just answer me, why are you so sure?" Qiao Yanzhi interrupted her sharply.
"I...I don't know. I just subconsciously thought Grape was dead...I really don't know." Fu Mengyao didn't understand what she meant.
Actually, this is also the question Tang Yaoyao wanted to ask.
She stopped playing with her long hair, looked at her, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said in a low, cold voice, "If you don't understand, then let me explain it more clearly."
Fu Mengyao's heart skipped a beat: "What?"
Judging from your behavior, you didn't know she wasn't my third aunt's daughter, but you're certain Grape is dead. Someone must have told you that, right? Who was that person?
If we can get the information out of them, we might just uncover the truth behind the conspiracy from twenty years ago.
Fu Mengyao gasped for breath. The paternity test had devastated her, leaving her barely able to breathe. Her hands clenched tightly, then clenched again, and she shook her head, "I don't know... I don't know..."
She didn’t really remember who it was, but she was pretty sure someone had told her.
"Who told you that? When?"
Tang Yaoyao did not stop asking questions; her voice grew colder and her eyes were like sharp swords.
Fu Mengyao's heart also panicked at this moment. She was not Qiao Yanzhi's daughter, nor was she the granddaughter of the Qiao family. Who was she?
who is she?
Who are her parents?
Fu Xiuchen said in a deep voice, "Think carefully. Will you tell us yourself, or will the Fu family find out? If we find out, I'm afraid that even if you want to be an ordinary person and work as a handyman in the entertainment industry, you won't have a choice."
Fu Mengyao, who had been silent all along, suddenly hesitated.
Tell them, and perhaps they will pity her, a girl who doesn't even know who her parents are.
Perhaps this could be the end of the matter, and maybe she could even be compensated so that she wouldn't have to live such a lowly and hopeless life.
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