When they saw the contents of the document, they were truly shocked. They had all worked with Bai Sui for decades, and some of the directors even grew up with her. How could they not recognize her handwriting?
It was a letter from a mother to her daughter: Sihang, I feel that I am getting weaker and weaker these days. This symptom is a bit like the way my grandmother was when she was sick.
I'm afraid that one day I might suddenly pass away, so I want to tell you something.
Your biological father is not Feng Tianxiang. Your father's surname is Hang, and his name is Hang Haisheng.
He was very good to my mother; he was an elegant and handsome man. We were only together for three months, but those were the happiest days of my mother's life.
He said he had to go home for something. But after he left, his mother found out she was pregnant and waited for him for two months without any news.
My maternal grandmother was old-fashioned, and I was afraid she wouldn't agree to me having this child. So I negotiated with Feng Tianxiang, and we agreed that I would marry him and be husband and wife in name only. After the marriage, I continued to wait for your father to come back, hoping he would come back to take me, but he never appeared again until you were born.
Then you were born, and your mother named you Sihang.
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The letter continued with some more details, but by this point, everyone understood that Bai Sihang was indeed not Feng Tianxiang's daughter and had no blood relation to him whatsoever.
The DNA test results fully prove this point, and the date on the DNA test is more than ten years old, which means that Bai Sui must have secretly done it behind Feng Tianxiang's back.
Mo Jing looked at Feng Tianxiang with a mocking expression.
Feng Tianxiang's face was cold, his hands clenched tightly, and his eyes, fixed on Mo Jing, were like those of a venomous snake. His greatest shame was knowing his wife loved another, a fact he knew but couldn't say anything about. For over ten years, they had been married, entering the same room every night, but who knew they had never actually consummated their marriage?
The bed was a bunk bed, and every night he would pull out another bed from under the main bed so the two of them could sleep in separate beds.
What's most infuriating is that she even named her daughter Sihang, which shows how much she missed that man. Even though they hadn't seen or contacted each other for over ten years, she still believed that man truly loved her, while he had to pretend to be a loving father to someone else's bastard child every day. This was his shame, the shame of his entire life. Originally, no one knew about this, but unexpectedly, even in her deathbed, Bai Sui still managed to produce these two things. What a despicable woman, she deserves to die.
The mere thought of Bai Sui setting him up like this after her death filled Feng Tianxiang with such hatred that he wanted to dig up her grave and whip her bones again.
"So what if I'm not my father's biological daughter? The debt of gratitude for raising me is greater than the debt of giving me life. Blood ties are just about sharing the same blood; they don't mean anything. In my heart, he is my father." Bai Sihang spoke up appropriately, pulling everyone back from the fact that Bai Sihang was not Feng Tianxiang's daughter.
Yes, the debt of gratitude for raising someone is greater than the debt of gratitude for giving birth to them. One is their biological father whom they have never met, and the other is their adoptive father who has raised them for over twenty years. Even without blood ties, there is still a long-standing bond between them. It seems that it is not surprising that 'Bai Sihang' did all this.
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