flstandardbreds Chapter 159 Why not be careful and get a genetic test?
Chapter 159 Why not be careful and get a genetic test?
Jia Buxiu thought he wasn't fully awake yet, his face completely blank.
He raised both hands high, scratched his head, and tilted his head to look at Song Beiyou. "Am I not dreaming?"
Song Beiyou: "No."
Jia Buxiu: "Whose?"
Song Beiyou lowered her eyes, and Jia Buxiu could see a hint of unease on her face at that moment.
“Zongzheng Qi’s father was Zong Qiming.”
The sealed bag contained a silver needle stained with blood, which was specially kept when we were doing a follow-up examination for the old man at the Zong family's house.
As cautious as Song Beiyou was, she didn't believe that Zong Qiming's strange encounters with her were merely coincidences.
"Mr. Zong? His father?" Jia Buxiu's confusion only increased.
A strong premonition arose within me, a feeling that transcended seriousness.
He asked Song Beiyou, "Whose paternity test do you want to do with Elder Zong?"
Song Beiyou's eyes lowered silently again, his voice flat and devoid of emotion, "I..."
Jia Buxiu's eyes widened like copper bells, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit a large steamed bun. "Holy crap!"
Perhaps he couldn't catch his breath for a moment, and kept raising his hand to scratch his head.
His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again.
It took him a while to calm down. "So you had a purpose in asking me to investigate Ya Hui?"
Could this paternity test also be related to Ya Hui?
Song Beiyou remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Jia Buxiu crossed his legs and started shaking them.
Looking at the ceiling, "Ya Hui's full name is Tao Ya Hui. She is a typical woman from a wealthy family in Jiangnan. She is also Zong Qiming's first wife and Zong Zhengqi's mother."
She died after giving birth to Zongzheng Qi.
Song Beiyou had heard Zong Zhengqi mention this.
It's not the first time I've heard it, but I still can't help feeling a little heartbroken.
"Then..." Jia Buxiu was a little confused, "So why did you suddenly investigate Ya Hui, and what made you suddenly want to investigate your own and Elder Zong's genetic tests?"
Song Beiyou fiddled with the candy wrapper she had just unwrapped, folding it into a paper crane. "The first time I met Elder Zong, he called me Ya Hui."
The second time I saw Elder Zong, he fainted from crying.
This is the third time I've seen Elder Zong today. Although he didn't do anything special, I noticed his eyes were constantly brimming with tears.
She saw not only Elder Zong, but also his eldest nephew Mu Li'an's reaction when he first saw her, and Uncle Chen's reaction when he saw her today.
So why not be careful and get a genetic test?
What if?
Jia Buxiu understood, put away his trembling legs, got up and picked up the sealed bag that Song Beiyou had placed on the table, carefully put it away, and said, "I'll change my clothes and leave right away."
Song Beiyou gave him an "OK" sign, "Thanks."
Her male best friend.
Jia Buxiu had already started running upstairs to change his clothes. "No need to thank me, I'm like family to you, don't be so polite."
Song Beiyou smiled and continued to sit quietly on the sofa.
In front of her was a large, clear glass window, through which she could see the snow falling heavier and heavier outside.
She wrapped her coat tighter around herself and put her hands, which were getting colder, into her pockets, trying to warm them up.
His gaze darkened, and his lips, coated with a sheer pink lip gloss, pursed slightly.
Then, looking out at the snowy sky, she murmured, "If the paternity test is negative, does that mean I'll soon find out who my biological parents are?"
As I said this, a person's face flashed through my mind.
In just a moment, Song Beiyou shook his head and erased it.
A blunt remark escaped her lips: "What bad luck!"
She got up first before Jia Buxiu left.
It's the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and I've spent it either helping others with their medical care or having a fever. I haven't had a chance to truly relax.
Before he had taken two steps, Duan Yao sent him a message as if they were telepathically connected.
"Girlfriend, where are you? Want to see a movie?"
The message arrived at just the right time, because the heavy matter had made Song Beiyou, who had originally planned to relax, realize that he was about to do something relaxing.
Only when Duan Yao's message came did she realize that she also had a boyfriend.
She replied, "Okay, I'll come find you."
When Duan Yao received the message, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he stubbed out the half-burnt cigarette in the ashtray in front of him.
Next to the ashtray were two personal profiles.
Upon closer inspection, this personal information belongs to none other than Tao Ya-hui.
Duan Yao took everything concerning Song Beiyou to heart.
He took this single clue to heart and instructed Yan Li to investigate it thoroughly.
The discovery of the truth added a touch of heaviness to his mood.
Besides the information showing that Tao Ya Hui was the wife of Zong Qi Ming and the mother of Zong Zheng Qi, a bad premonition arose in Duan Yao's heart.
As for what it is, it's too early to say at the moment.
All I can say is that he will protect his girl well.
Thinking of this, I took a big gulp of green tea, threw Tao Ya Hui's documents into the shredder, put on my coat, and went downstairs.
He was getting ready to welcome his beloved girlfriend.
Yan Li waited outside the office, and when he saw the person come out, he quickly followed.
Seeing this, Duan Yao stopped him, saying, "Give me your movie ticket, I can go down by myself."
Yan Li had booked the movie tickets. When he heard that he could leave work, he grinned and pulled them out of his suit pocket. "Third Master, here you go."
This movie is the hottest romantic film recently, sweet and romantic, perfect for couples in love like you.
Duan Yao took the movie ticket and said, "Okay, you can go home now."
Yan Li replied, "Okay."
He watched Duan Yao's retreating figure as he entered the elevator, and sighed enviously, "Oh, I'm so envious."
When will I be able to have my own love?
......
The most luxurious and upscale French restaurant in Beijing.
The clinking of wine glasses was crisp and pleasant, and the violin playing was melodious and beautiful.
Zong Lanfang sat down on the bench opposite Mu Niannian, carrying her bag.
At the same time, he sighed.
Mu Niannian looked away from her newly done manicure. "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Zong Lanfang frowned. "I'm really sad that I can't visit your grandfather. I don't know what to do."
Mu Niannian exclaimed "Ah!" and asked, "You couldn't see it when you went there this afternoon either?"
"Why shouldn't you see him? You're Grandpa's biological daughter, why can't you see him?"
Zong Lanfang's expression never relaxed, and that figure flashed through her mind, "I guess it's your uncle who doesn't want me to be in the same room with that Song Beiyou."
When I arrived, she happened to be there, coming to give your grandfather a follow-up appointment.
Mu Niannian felt a burning hatred and jealousy when she heard about Song Beiyou.
He blurted out, "Mom, do you think Uncle and Song Beiyou are having an affair? He's interested in her. I don't understand why he always protects her."