Chapter 640: 179: To get rich, first build roads!_5
Old Mr. Zheng nodded.
Dr. Xiaoran watched the direction in which the sedan had vanished and let out a deep sigh.
From the day she remembered things, Mrs. Zheng had been searching for her daughter. This search had been going on for over twenty years; soon, she was going to get married and have a baby, and Mrs. Zheng still hadn’t found her hope.
Dr. Xiaoran turned back to the laboratory and made a phone call.
“Hello, Lala. I need a favor.”
A pretty voice came from the other end, “What is it, Xiaoran?”
“There’s something wrong with my detector here. Can you help me with a DNA identification?”
“Thank you, Lala.” Dr. Xiaoran continued, “Then I will bring it to you right away.”
The person on the phone with Dr. Xiaoran is Zhou La, her college classmate and a very good friend.
Although Mrs. Zheng doesn’t believe in others, Dr. Xiaoran believes in Zhou La.
Instead of waiting , it’s better to let Zhou La do the identification first.
With it under her name, no one would be the wiser.
After hanging up the phone, Dr. Xiaoran rode her bicycle to deliver the materials to Zhou La.
Zhou La is a very enthusiastic person. She took the materials, “Rest assured, Xiaoran. I’ve got this.”
Dr. Xiaoran hugged Zhou La, “Thank you so much. That aunt of mine is really anxious to find her biological daughter.”
“You’re welcome.” Zhou La patted Dr. Xiaoran on the back.
She too had experienced the pain of losing a loved one.
So she knew the pain of parting.
Old Mrs. Zheng and Old Mr. Zheng arrived at Dr. Wang’s place.
Dr. Wang warmly welcomed the elderly couple.
Old Mrs. Zheng made her request directly, without beating around the bush.
Dr. Wang pushed up his glasses that were resting on his nose bridge, “Mr. and Mrs. Zheng, please be mentally prepared.”
Old Mrs. Zheng nodded.
Old Mr. Zheng took a sip of water from the cup he held.
Only then did Dr. Wang bring out the identification report, “Unfortunately, the identification results show that there is no biological relationship between the two of you and the other party.”
Even though they had already anticipated this result, Old Mr. Zheng and Old Mrs. Zheng couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
After a while, Old Mrs. Zheng took the identification report from Dr. Wang’s hand, “Alright, I understand.”
Dr. Wang continued, “It has been thirty-four years since the incident. Everything has changed. I would advise you not to dwell on it. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. At your age, you cannot withstand the turmoil or shocks. Living in the present is most important!”
Old Mrs. Zheng nodded.
Old Mr. Zheng angrily stood up, his eyes bloodshot, “Go to hell with your living in the present! Because the lost one isn’t your daughter!”
For many years, this was the first time that old Mrs. Zheng saw old Mr. Zheng lose his temper .
She looked at old Mr. Zheng, and tears streamed down her face.
It turns out, the person who seems to care the least is the one who cares the most.
Dr. Wang was startled, his voice trembling, “Mr. Zheng, getting angry won’t help this situation…”
It had been thirty-three years, who knew if their daughter was dead…
“Let’s go,” Old Mrs. Zheng took hold of Old Mr. Zheng’s arm.
Old Mr. Zheng pinched his temples, following Old Mrs. Zheng out.
“Your grandpa sure has quite a temper!” As the old couple left, a young man and woman appeared from the yard.
Zheng Xianjing took a deep breath, “My grandfather just misses my aunt too much. I just remembered that I have something to do. I have to go now. Please tell my uncle not to be angry with my grandpa.”
The young man had a look of regret on his face, reaching out to hold Zheng Xianjing’s hand, “Xianjing, didn’t we agree to go watch a movie later?”
This young man was none other than Dr. Wang’s son, Wang Xiaosheng.
Zheng Xianjing said, “I really do have something. When I’m free, I’ll definitely go to the movies with you.”
At this point, Wang Xiaosheng had no value left, naturally she was ready to kick him aside.
She would marry Mr. Mog if she were to marry.
For men like Wang Xiaosheng, he barely qualified to be her shoe-carrier.
Zheng Xianjing feigned ignorance, “What about us?”
Wang Xiaosheng said, “I mean our relationship, Xianjing. Didn’t you say that you would consider me, give me a chance?”
Zheng Xianjing regretfully said, “Xiaosheng, I think I need to consider that.”