Tang i slowly rose to her feet and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
Her deep eyes had already reddened slightly, with tears shimring faintly.
"I’m sorry, pretend I didn’t ask," Wang Jinhui suddenly realized he might have said sothing wrong, and hurried after her.
Tang i smiled and shook her head, "It’s nothing."
"The bird’s nest soup is getting cold, maybe we should first..."
"Actually... Junchen had known Uncle Quan since he first started junior high, but it wasn’t until he planned to found the FC club... that he officially beco a disciple, which was on his eighteenth birthday. The two of them drank the whole night away, right there in his tiny apartnt in Jin City."
"Oh, I see, as a father... I knew nothing about this."
"It was Uncle Quan who persuaded him to change his surna."
"I initially gave him the na Tang Jun, mainly with the thought that..." Wang Jinhui paused, then continued, "Thinking back... it would have been better if he’d just taken my na from the start. It would have spared a lot of trouble. I wondered why he was so stubborn about not changing it, then suddenly agreed after his birthday. It turns out it was Uncle Quan’s doing, I guess I really should thank him."
"Junchen has always been so obstinate, he takes after you."
"Mm, indeed! I rember when I first went to Jin City to deal with the cutlery business, I thought I could get closer to him and build a relationship, but who knew that kid would go to the store and smash everything, even saying that I spread my seeds all over the place and was unfit to be his father—it drove crazy!"
"Serves you right! You brought this upon yourself, with nothing better to do... than to stalk ."
Wang Jinhui grinned foolishly and did not argue.
In his youth, his bad reputation for flirting ca from attending various types of parties, but those were rumors and not the actual truth.
The so-called relentless pursuit and lavishing of fortunes in one night were actually all for one person—Tang i.
Wherever she went, he followed.
From rich heiress to bar singer, from anesthesiologist to university professor, Tang i’s identity kept changing, and the fields she delved into were also varied.
Miss Jiang, Lady Tang, Mrs. Wang, Director Yang, Mrs. Li...
Over the course of forty years, Tang i used these identities to et different people, who were either wealthy rchants or high-ranking noble families, and the ultimate outco for those people was always mysterious disappearance.
At first, Wang Jinhui did not understand why, but later suspected it had much to do with the death of Jiang Yaozong.
Tang i’s original na was Jiang Ruowan. Her mother, Tang Nanxi, died when she was very young, and it was her father Jiang Yaozong who raised her by his side.
Nanfeng Mansion was the dowry her father gave her.
Her skill in acupuncture as well as her aptitude for dicine were also thanks to her parents both being dical Ph.D. holders.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang i asked.
"I’m thinking... if 45 years ago... right after we got engaged, I’d taken you to country Y to develop, maybe... we wouldn’t have been apart for so long!"
Many things cannot be foreseen by people.
If she had really gone that day, maybe they wouldn’t have separated, but her father would still have t an untily fate.
If that were the case, she would prefer not to go, to stay, to live a life as complicated as it is now, despite the myriad regrets, at least she still had the chance to vindicate her father’s na.
"It’s getting late, ti to rest."
"Oh, okay, then I’ll go get ready."
"No need, just go to the master bedroom."
Hearing that, Wang Jinhui couldn’t contain his joy; he was finally going to move from the spare room next door to sleep in the master bedroom.
...
The next morning, at the Wang Family Mansion.
On the soft wooden bed, Ye Wanhua clutched the silk quilt tightly, her beautiful eyes wide open in shock at just having heard Wang Junchen ntion that the baby was still alive.
He was very annoyed with himself for speaking out loud, thinking his wife would wake up a little later.
Alas, it seed ti to change the dication!
"It must be Xiao Wan, yes, that’s right, it’s definitely Xiao Wan. She’s our daughter, she’s still alive, our baby is alive, just turned 20."
Ye Wanhua was about to get up and make a phone call when she rembered sothing.
"It’s just past five, you see... it’s still dark outside," Wang Junchen hurriedly stopped her.
"Oh, right, right, I forgot."
"Ah Hua, are you okay?"
Ye Wanhua cried and laughed, shaking her head vigorously.
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely bring the baby back, but it definitely won’t be Tang Xiaowan," he assured.
"No, it is her, it has to be."
"The baby was indeed saved by Tang i, but that was in Country Y... At the ti, there was a woman holding the baby, and Tang i mistook her for the baby’s mother. Plus, Tang Xiaowan was adopted by Tang i from the Qingcheng Orphanage when she was three years old. I actually already secretly conducted a paternity test in August... and it’s really not her, can you believe ?"
To make Ye Wanhua let go of the idea, Wang Junchen had no choice but to reveal the secret of taking the blood.
He had returned to the country in August and visited Qingcheng.
"So, you had seen Xiao Wan back in August... You even had your doubts then, which ans... my intuition wasn’t wrong, it’s her."
Wang Junchen: "..."
He didn’t dare to tell the truth about Shen Shiyi, fearing that it would involve his wife again.
The more he explained, the more complicated things got.
"You don’t even believe Dr. Luo?"
Ye Wanhua shook her head: "I do believe, but back then, several experts had said... they said the baby wouldn’t survive a month, and even if she did, she would have sequelae. But look... The baby is still alive. No, I must go to Nanfeng Mansion, there must be so mistake in the process."
"Going to Nanfeng Mansion, who are you going to find?" Wang Junchen was extrely nervous, quickly catching up to her.
How could he let her go look for Tang i?
"I’m looking for Dad. Dad has a wide network of contacts and will surely have so way... to get in touch with the top blood specialists to do another test for and Xiao Wan."
Wang Junchen: "?"
In fact, when Ye Wanhua said this, it wasn’t because she didn’t trust her husband, but simply because she thought that the more people involved, the higher the efficiency in handling matters.
Indeed, the wealth Wang Jinhui owned was earned through his brains and connections.
Even Jiang Yongli had praised, saying Wang Jinhui was a high-quality man whose wrinkles even glittered with maturity, making it clear at a glance that this man was no simple character; there was nothing he couldn’t solve.
All the more since the baby was his own granddaughter.
If he found out that the baby was still alive, he would surely use all his connections to get in touch with the top blood specialists as quickly as possible.
"You can’t go to Nanfeng Mansion," Wang Junchen grabbed Ye Wanhua.
"Why?"
"You don’t understand Tang i. If you go, you might not only be unable to see Dad, but you could also be detained."
Ye Wanhua: "?"
In his anxiety, Wang Junchen misspoke.
"No, that’s not what I ant!"
"What have you done? Didn’t Dad explain? Mom’s death had nothing to do with Aunt Tang; it was an accident. At that ti, the dical conditions were really poor, and giving birth was like walking through the gates of hell. Also... Xiao Wan is already married to Leng Lingxiao. You can’t involve her in matters with the Leng Family."
"I haven’t done anything."
"Then why can’t we go to Nanfeng Mansion?"
Ye Wanhua asked while walking towards the sofa, preparing to make a phone call to confirm.
She felt inexplicably anxious, her chest tight, suspecting that Wang Junchen would use Tang Xiaowan to take revenge on Li Zishen, no matter what the cost.
This was sothing she absolutely didn’t want to see.
Who knew, Wang Junchen would actually beat her to the sofa, swiftly picking up Ye Wanhua’s phone.
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