"Youyou, give the tablet to Grandpa and Grandma. Dad and Mom have something to say to them."
[Okay.] Little Youyou obediently handed the tablet in her hand to Xian Shaodong.
[Mingyu, what's up?] Xian Shaodong was holding a tablet, and Fang Peiru also came over.
"Dad, Youyou and I did a DNA test, and the results are in. Youyou is indeed my biological daughter, and she really is your granddaughter."
Xian Shaodong and Fang Peiru exchanged a glance, not finding anything surprising, as if they had known all along.
[Mingyu, even if you don't do a DNA test with Youyou, we still acknowledge her as our granddaughter.]
"Why? Grandpa was so against it before, but you all..."
[The one who objects is your grandfather. We never said we didn't like Youyou.] Fang Peiru continued, [Your grandfather didn't officially meet you until you were over four years old. When you were born, your father and I were the ones who stayed by your side the whole time. Youyou looks almost exactly like you when you were little. How could she not be your biological daughter?]
"Me? I look exactly like Youyou?" Xuan Mingyu was a little dumbfounded. How could that be?
Although there are few photos of him when he was a child, there are two or three of them showing him when he was five or six years old. Youyou's face shape, nose and mouth may resemble his, but Youyou is a girl, not a boy, so how could she look exactly like him?
Xian Shaodong interjected, "[You forgot? You looked a lot like a little girl when you were little, and your mom always liked to tie your hair in a little ponytail and dress you in short skirts.]"
[You always cry when I take your picture, so I never got to take a picture of you in women's clothing. Oh, it's such a pity. But now it's all good. With Youyou around, it's like your mom and I are reliving your childhood.] Xian Shaodong and Fang Peiru felt very sorry for the years they missed being there for their son as he grew up. Fortunately, their precious granddaughter is by his side now, which makes up for a lot of the regrets.
What? He actually has that kind of dark history?
Hsien Ming-yu was quite upset, but thankfully, he hadn't actually taken those kinds of photos to keep.
Mo Niannian couldn't help but suppress her laughter. Did he still look like a little boy in a short skirt? If she really had a photo, she could laugh at him to her heart's content.
It must be so cute.
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