Everyone's eyes were glued to the file folder.
They all knew what was inside, and the uncle's eyes widened.
Lin Xiaoxiao could feel Wen Shiyu's body trembling slightly. She squeezed her hand to comfort her, and Wen Shiyu returned her a gentle smile.
As for Luo Qingming, she had no illusions or expectations about her biological parents and quietly awaited the verdict of fate.
"Open it and take a look." Wen Mo hadn't moved for a while, so Wen Shiyu couldn't help but urge him.
Coming to his senses, Wen Mo loosened his grip on the file bag slightly, opened it with ease, and took out two A4 sheets of paper filled with dense medical terminology, all in English.
He knew the final result was the last sentence, and Wen Mo resisted the urge to look down.
His expression was so calm that it seemed he didn't care about the outcome at all.
In fact, my hands had already started to tremble uncontrollably.
"Let me see." Seeing that he had stopped moving again, Lin Xiaoxiao took the paper from his hand and looked at its contents.
After five seconds of time standing still, she blinked.
Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu stared intently at her face, trying to find the answer in her expression.
"What was the result?" No one answered. The uncle was getting anxious. If the aunt hadn't been holding him down, he probably would have struggled to get out of bed.
Lin Xiaoxiao read the final results to them, "Based on the existing data and analysis results, it supports the existence of a biological relationship between Luo Qingming and Wen Mo."
The dust has settled!
As for the other appraisal report, which was between Lin Xiaoxiao and Wen Mo, it undoubtedly contained the same information.
Lin Xiaoxiao took a look, and sure enough, they were the same.
It's just that Luo Qingming's name has been changed to hers.
Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu are her and A Ming's biological parents.
"Good, good, good..." the uncle repeated, his joy visibly evident.
Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming exchanged a glance, and just as they were about to say something, Wen Shiyu hugged them.
As the two were stunned, a sob rang in their ears.
"My baby... Mommy is so sorry..."
Tears welled up in Wen Shiyu's eyes. She was afraid that this was just a dream, and that when she woke up, her child would disappear again.
Tears dripped onto their shoulders, burning hot. Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming looked at Wen Mo for help.
Wen Mo looked dazed, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, mostly surprise, mixed with a hint of anger.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, "Lu Zhi..."
He witnessed Lu Hua and Lu Ze strangle the two children to death, and in front of him, he ordered the sixth brother, Lu Zhi, to take the children's bodies out and dispose of them.
He had always believed that the two children were dead.
Now that they were alive and well in front of him, he wished he could tear Lu Hua and Lu Ze to pieces and strangle Lu Zhi to death.
He hated himself for being powerless and at the mercy of others, unable to even protect his wife and children, and he also hated his blood brothers for their ruthless and cruel nature.
Twenty years.
He and Shiyu missed having a child for a full twenty years.
They have suffered for so many years.
Wen Mo took a deep breath, trying to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, and slowly walked forward. Although he did not give Wen Shiyu a warm hug, he reached out and rubbed the heads of the two children.
He said in a low, hoarse voice, "It's all my fault for making you suffer so much. I will never let go of any of those who separated us from our family."
His words revealed his ruthless nature, leaving no doubt that he would do what he said.
The few bodyguards who remained in the room, who were about the same age as Wen Mo, were also very excited.
"That's great, the young lady and the young master have been found."
"Uncle Rong would be happy if he were alive."
Although they were Uncle's confidants, they were orphans whom Wen Jiarong had picked up on the battlefield after their parents died.
Uncle Rong fed them, sent them to school, and nurtured their abilities. Even after Uncle Rong passed away, they continued to follow him and protect the young lady.
When Wen Shiyu and Wen Mo got into trouble in Beijing, it was Uncle who led them to Beijing to rescue them.
Over the years, they have also regretted that they arrived too late, which led to the young lady and young master being killed by those beasts.
Now that they know the young lady and young master are still alive, they are truly happy for them.
What made them even happier was that Uncle Rong's bloodline had not been broken and had continued.
Seeing that Wen Shiyu was about to burst into tears, Lin Xiaoxiao was worried about her eyes, so she reached out and hugged her, whispering, "Mom, don't cry."
Wen Shiyu's body jolted, her tears stopped, and her gentle eyes widened instantly, then filled with overwhelming joy.
She raised her head, slowly raised her hand, and gently stroked Lin Xiaoxiao's fair face with her fingers. Her eyes were filled with endless tenderness and affection. "Baby, what...did you call me?"
Lin Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and said firmly, "Mom."
She wasn't the type to be coy or timid.
She's her mother, so what's wrong with calling her that?
She was quite happy to have such a beautiful mother.
Wen Shiyu was so moved that she almost cried again.
She blamed herself for being absent from her child's life and care all these years, and thought it would be a long time before she would hear her child call her "Mom".
I can't believe it... her baby is so wonderful!
She sniffed, turned to look at Luo Qingming, her eyes filled with anticipation.
This is her baby too.
He's really handsome.
Luo Qingming saw her looking at him with watery eyes and a hopeful expression; how could he not know what she was thinking?
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