Xu Nianhua stood there gracefully, her eyes flowing softly. It was just a simple greeting, but Pei Yicheng felt an urge to pull her into his arms.
Beside them were Xu Qinghe and Ji Ying. Pei Yicheng took a deep breath and firmly suppressed this urge.
Xu Nian’an happily handed the results to Xu Nianhua: "Little sister, look, this is the identification result with Gu Hai. It’s 100% clear—you and Gu Hai are not father and daughter, not even a bit related by blood!"
"Dad, Mom, look."
Xu Nian’an carefully explained how to interpret the results.
After reviewing the results, they went in and imdiately encountered the Gu Family.
After a night, Fang Yue still couldn’t accept that her daughter had died nor could she believe she had given birth to a son, only to have been switched by them.
"It’s all your fault. You’re a troublemaker. If it weren’t for you, how could my son have been swapped by others?" As soon as Fang Yue saw Xu Nianhua, she rushed forward, but halfway she was blocked by Xu Nianji.
"You couldn’t even protect your own child, causing my little sister to donate blood for your daughter. You’re the real troublemaker."
Xu Nian’an didn’t hold back and retorted directly: "If it weren’t for you, my little sister would have lived a much more comfortable life."
"You..."
Fang Yue wanted to argue, but the Xu Family had more people. Even without others, just Xu Nianji and Xu Nian’an standing there made Fang Yue lose her montum. Not to ntion Pei Yicheng and Xu Qinghe were also standing aside.
Soon, the police arrived, and Jia Sufen demanded to see Xu Nianhua alone, otherwise, she wouldn’t say a word.
In just two days, Xu Nianhua was there for the second ti, only this ti, she t soone different.
Jia Sufen looked at Xu Nianhua’s face and was stunned.
She’s so much like the young version of her cousin, with a face capable of enchanting everyone, those striking eyes, and even her serene and elegant deanor matched her cousin’s.
No, wait.
Jia Sufen’s gaze traced over her face and found differences. She was more resilient than her gentle cousin.
...
Ningbei.
"Aunt, what are you looking at?" Su Xi curiously leaned closer.
During the first month of the lunar year, the entire Su Family was almost all at the estate, a rare mont of relaxation in a year.
"Photographs." Jiang Wanru said holding a large photo album: "Not many photos were left from before, and occasionally I take them out to look at."
"Hongen, let’s take a look together. Hongen looked exactly like his father when he was little!" Fang Manyin led Su Hong’en over. Not many photos were left from before, but as conditions improved, more and more photos were saved.
These photos were very precious to Jiang Wanru, as they were mories from the past.
"Hongen really looks like his older brother when he was young." Su Xi leaned forward to see the photos and found them interesting. In past years, Su Xi was either busy studying or out hunting for good food with Fei Jiayi, or playing sowhere. While she had seen many of her own family’s photos, she hadn’t seen many photos of her uncle’s family.
Old black and white photos, not large, but they preserved the most precious mories.
"Oh."
Su Xi paused when she saw a side-profile photo. Her hand rested on the photo, her heart pounding, as she asked: "Aunt, is this your photo?"
This was the only side-profile photo of Jiang Wanru. In the photo, Jiang Wanru wore a cheongsam, her hair was perd, and she was looking off into the distance. Even in a simple black-and-white old photo, it exuded an air of elegance.
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