If Mu Wei didn’t look like Song Jingwan, Song Rui would have thought Zhou Manli was messing around.
But how could he not waver when faced with this face?
He calmly closed the report and smiled at Mu Wei. “Your name is Weiwei, right? Let Auntie Liu bring you upstairs to rest first, okay? I have something to discuss with your mother.”
His sharp gaze made Mu Wei feel a sense of danger.
She nodded gently and said softly, “Okay, Daddy.”
After watching her follow Auntie Liu upstairs, Song Rui pinched the space between his eyebrows and sat down. “Tell me, what’s going on? Where did you meet this girl?”
Wasn’t this a little too coincidental?
Zhou Manli had mistaken Mu Wei for Song Jingwan, and she brought Mu Wei to the hospital for a check-up after dinner.
“They look so alike, Honey. Do you think I made a mistake?”
Song Rui’s gaze was calm. His fingers unconsciously caressed the DNA report. No one knew what he was thinking.
Song Jingwan bit her lip. Her whole body was filled with a gloomy aura.
She hoped that Song Rui could chase Mu Wei away. She hated the face that looked exactly like hers!
Just thinking about it made her feel like she was going crazy.
“Send her DNA to a few more hospitals, along with mine, Wenchuan’s, and Jingwan’s. Take samples and run a test on all of them together. Remember to send someone to follow the samples the entire time,” Song Rui ordered calmly after a while.
“Hubby, you…”
“Enough!”
Song Rui glanced at her in annoyance, “If she really is my daughter, of course I won’t chase her away. There are many coincidences in the world. How many people are staring at Song Corporation, hoping to take a bite? In short, you just have to comfort her well. You don’t have to interfere in other matters.”
Once he lost his temper, Zhou Manli could only agree.
“Then I’ll go back upstairs to rest first.” Song Wenchuan nodded lightly and turned around to head towards the elevator.
“Jingwan…”
Song Jingwan stood up abruptly and followed him into the elevator.
“If it’s about Mu Wei, you don’t have to tell me.”
He had been working for a whole day, and his head was so heavy that it felt like it was about to explode. He did not want to pay too much attention to these things.
“What do you mean? Even if a stranger lives in our house, it doesn’t matter?” Song Jingwan clenched her hands tightly, staring at Song Wenchuan’s cold back, unwilling to accept the situation. “Her face is definitely fake! This is all premeditated!”
“Ha…”
Song Wenchuan pinched the space between his brows, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
He turned his head indifferently and looked at her little face that was no longer calm because of jealousy and asked softly, “Jingwan, you don’t like Yaoyao, and now you don’t like Mu Wei either. “Can you tell me, is there anything in this world that you like? Huh? To me, if she really is related to us by blood, then I’ll only have one more sister. I’ll treat you, Yaoyao, and her equally.”
“But what if she’s not?” Song Jingwan asked unwillingly.
“She’s innocent. Even if she’s not, it doesn’t matter.”
His calmness made Song Jingwan look more like a clown.
How smug she was during the day was how swollen her face was now.
What a good plan!
The longer it took, the more Song Wenchuan could see the true face of his sister.
Actually, she might not really hate Yaoyao nor Mu Wei, she was just born with distorted views and thought her attention was being stolen from her.
She was vain and overbearing.