Chien Chih-chen has not yet revealed to them that he has dissociative identity disorder.
This was also Jiang Fang's intention; before his identity was confirmed, he didn't want too many people to know about his affairs.
He continued to contact Jian Zhizhen's parents under the identity of Lin Yi.
Jianci and Zhenman both nodded and continued to stare at Jiang Fang.
Before they were sure if the child was theirs, they were a little uneasy and should have been treated with the utmost courtesy.
But Jianci was eager to know the answer, so she asked directly, "Then let's do a DNA test?"
Zhenman glared at him: "The child just arrived, hasn't even had a sip of water yet, and you're already saying such things..."
Jiang Fang curled his lips into a faint smile: "It's alright, I also want to know the answer as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, the couple immediately took Jiang Fang to the laboratory for testing.
Now that Jian Zhizhen and Qin Yubai no longer needed to help, they didn't go along.
Since they had nothing better to do, Qin Yubai suggested, "Zhenzhen, how about I teach you that problem from back then?"
After all, she's at home now, with her parents watching, so she can't do anything else but do her homework.
Jian Zhizhen gave him a chilling look.
She gets a little angry every time that question from back then is brought up.
It made her want to find a way to tease him a little.
After a few seconds of silence, Jian Zhizhen suddenly took his hand and said mysteriously, "Bai Bai, I have a gift for you. Come back to the room with me."
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laboratory.
Zhenman took Jianci and Jiang Fang's hair, dried it for a few minutes, and then put it into the gene sequencer.
The test results will take a short time to come out.
Worried that the child might go hungry, Zhenman asked Jiang Fang, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
Jiang Fang was too embarrassed to make any demands, so he casually replied, "Anything is fine."
Jianci chimed in, "Then I'll make the arrangements. The vegetables on the hill behind are all grown by ourselves, and the various livestock on the nearby pasture are also raised by ourselves. I'll go pick out some fresh ones for you."
Jiang Fang nodded politely: "Okay, thank you, Uncle Jian."
Zhenman looked at the data on the control panel, both expectant and nervous: "We'll have the results once we finish cooking."
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