"Yecheng." Yan Ruolan stepped forward, clad in her regal attire, believing herself to be a senior member of Yecheng’s family, she still could muster a few words in his presence, "Miss Su being a daughter of the Quan Family is certainly a good thing. However, Yecheng, we have heard that her daughters are of dubious origin, you..."
Hearing her words, Yecheng’s gaze turned frosty in an instant, "Aunt, what are you implying? Are you suggesting that I am unaware if Xiaofeng’s children are mine or do you think I am so foolish that I wouldn’t know if the child my woman bears is mine or not?"
He was determined to find out who had spread this rumor.
"Of course, that’s not what Aunt means. But there’s a saying, ’no smoke without fire.’ Perhaps, you could do what Mr. Quan did and go for this sort of paternity test. Yecheng, the Gu Family bloodline cannot be sullied by an outsider, you must be cautious."
"There is no need." Yecheng was as cold as ever, "I am well aware of my own affairs, Aunt, instead of worrying about this, why don’t you take care of the illegitimate child your cousin has outside? If it weren’t for the Gu Family’s face, I bet you would have been thrown out, letting them into the family instead."
Yan Ruolan only had one daughter, who was Zhong Jiaqi.
The Zhong Family had always wanted a son, and since Yan Ruolan could not bear another child, it was natural to seek one outside.
Yan Ruolan’s complexion changed, daring him.
Regardless of her expression, Yecheng stepped forward and took Xiaofeng from Chu Qing, "Xiaofeng is my wife, if anyone has any doubts, come and ask me directly. My wife, having grown up in the countryside, might naturally be scared seeing all of you pressing in on her , so don’t frighten her anymore."
Ever since Su Xiaofeng appeared in the Imperial Capital, the explosive news unearthed about her was a matter of who was scaring whom.
Especially now, with the Quan Family backing her and Lord Gu personally supporting her, it was truly a question of who was frightening whom.
Just the mere sight of them was terrifying enough.
"Ladies and gentlemen, would anybody like a refund on their membership? If so, please come with me, and I will take care of it immediately," Manager Xiao said, trying to keep a brave face in front of these people.
Talk about bringing up the wrong subject, this club sure knew how to handle things.
A refund? As if they needed it when everything was fine.
With that, each returned to their respective private rooms, vanishing without a trace.
Having returned from the club, Chu Qing was alternating between tears and laughter, "It’s good that you’re back, Yaoyao, mom has missed you to death."
"Sis, this is great. I always said my sister couldn’t have died, and you truly are my sister; fate really is something unexplainable."
"Yeah, Yecheng met you, and I used to mistake you for Xiaonian; everything is fated." Xiaoyan suddenly understood why he had thought his sister looked like Xiaonian before.
It was because of a blood relation that invisibly drew them together.
"It’s good that you’re back, good that you’re back." Old Chu, who had rushed over, looked at Xiaofeng, his face equally full of sentiment, "You look so much like your grandmother; I should have realized it long ago."
"It’s because we always thought Yaoyao had passed away and never considered the possibility that she was still in this world." Speaking of this matter, Quan Sifang felt guilty, "It was my negligence back then; had I not been careless, Yaoyao would have returned to us sooner."
To not even know his own daughter had been switched, one could imagine how inadequate he was as a father.
"Yaoyao, mom will never leave you again, will you stay with mom here in the Imperial Capital?" Chu Qing, holding Xiaofeng’s hand, pleaded for Xiaofeng to stay.
Xiaofeng herself was somewhat surprised by the fact that she belonged to the Quan Family. She had never thought she’d be a person of the Imperial Capital.
"Mom, Dad, I’m so happy to have found you, really; I’ve never imagined I would find you so quickly."
"It’s we who made you suffer," Chu Qing’s eyes reddened, unable to think of past events without being filled with various self-reproaches.
Fortunately, Yaoyao had come back. If they had discovered the truth only on their deathbeds, it would have been a truly heart-wrenching regret.
"Who would have thought, Su Xiaofeng turns out to be Xu Xuezi’s daughter." Sitting in her room, Xu Xuezi’s face was full of rage, "Her luck is just too good; she actually turns out to be a daughter of the Quan Family."
"Miss, there’s something fishy about this matter." Xiao’ou felt it was too far-fetched, "Consider, did Mrs. Quan really bear a child back then, or was it a girl, many in the Imperial Capital are unaware. I suspect that this, surely, must be Lord Gu operating from the shadows."
"You’re right, whether Mrs. Quan had a child or whether the child died, no one besides them really knows." Xu Xuezi, with this thought, curled her lips in a slight smirk, "Go and call Men Chao here."