Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Biological Father’s Surname is Han Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Biological Father’s Surname is Han Meng Chuyue, “…then my biological father is…”
Meng Wanhua, “After I divorced Lin Youdong, I went looking for your father.
Of course, not to reconnect romantically, only to let him know about your existence.
However, by that time, he was already married, to a real shrew.
She cussed me out when she saw me, saying that she absolutely didn’t believe you were his.
Over the years, I occasionally heard about him from others.
I’ve heard his wife controls him completely.
So, for now, all I can tell you is that your father’s last name is Han.
The rest, I’ll tell you later.”
It sounded like a somewhat fabricated story?
Yet, it seemed true upon examination, after all, even the surname was disclosed.
But, if what Meng Wanhua said was true, it would be quite easy to look up her biological father—the Han-surnamed male youth who went to Imperial with Meng Wanhua and Lin Youdong when they got married.
It didn’t matter to her if Meng Wanhua didn’t tell her.
She obediently nodded her head, “If he won’t acknowledge me, I’ll act as if he doesn’t exist.”
That’s what she said out loud, but in her heart, she thought, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t acknowledge me, recognizing a face is still necessary.
Seeing that she didn’t react excessively, Meng Wanhua felt relieved and nodded contentedly.
No matter whether Chuyue believed her or not, it was best to deal with the present.
She just hoped she could die a little later, that Fangwei’s illness was under control before her death, so she could pass the letter that held the truth about the children’s origins onto Meng Chuyue.
By that time, with Fangwei’s life no longer at risk, exposing the truth wouldn’t matter.
Meng Wanhua took Meng Chuyue’s hand, her tone growing gentler, “What I want to say isn’t about that.
Lin Youdong and Zhao Sulan’s daughter, Lin Fangwei, has uremia and needs a kidney transplant.
They thought you were blood-related to her, and they came a while ago, wanting you to a kidney.
Donating a kidney has a risk of death, and even if you don’t die, it greatly impedes your health.
I was worried that they would scheme and have Jingfen take your place for the blood test and typing.”
“Jingfen and Lin Fangwei have different blood types.
After the blood test, it should have been over.
Unfortunately, today…
someone accidentally let slip in front of Lin Youdong about your and Jingfen’s identity, and just now they came again.
I had to tell them the truth that Lin Youdong isn’t your biological father.
They didn’t believe it and want to take you for a paternity test tomorrow.”
“Don’t worry, you are definitely not Lin Youdong’s daughter, so there’s no need to be afraid.
Just cooperate with them.”
A paternity test doesn’t require a hospital visit; a hair with the follicle or fingernails will suffice.
Just give a bit of blood, what’s there to be scared of?
Early next morning, Meng Chuyue had bird’s nest with Meng Wanhua, then handed over a nail clipping and a strand of hair with the follicle to Meng Wanhua, “Mom, I’m off to work.
Please give these to Lin Youdong and the rest later.”
She didn’t want any close contact with any of Lin Youdong, Zhao Sulan, or Lin Fangwei, because just thinking about that scene would leave her feeling physically and emotionally drained.
She wanted to avoid it.
Paternity testing was still a novelty during this era.
Meng Wanhua knew little about it and said, surprised, “Is this enough?
You don’t need to go to the hospital in person?”
Meng Chuyue, who had been reborn, nodded with conviction, “Yes, just these are enough.
But be careful not to remove the follicle from the hair.”
Meng Wanhua felt uncertain, but she didn’t want to argue with Chuyue, so she took the items and nodded, “Alright then.”
If that didn’t work, she could just go to Fruit Store to pick up Chuyue and take her to the hospital.
Not long after Meng Chuyue left, Meng Jingfen also took off.
Meng Wanhua quietly waited at home until past seven, when Lin Youdong, Zhao Sulan, and Lin Fangwei arrived together.
Their late arrival wasn’t due to a lack of enthusiasm about the matter, but because they knew that unless it was an emergency, hospitals didn’t open until eight.