"What?" Su Ran exclaimed in disbelief, looking towards Zhou Yanbai, "Yan Bai, what President Su? I, I didn’t know about this."
Zhou Yanbai clenched the paternity test report tightly, his gaze cold and indifferent as he looked towards Zhou Zhenghui.
Zhou Zhenghui’s eyes, however, turned towards the confused Jiang Leyi and gradually reddened, "Yiyi, you are my long-lost biological daughter who’s been missing for nineteen years. It’s my fault for not looking after you well, which led to the bad people taking you away. Thank heavens you’ve come back after so much wandering. It must be fate’s arrangement that allowed me to meet you first before anyone else could take advantage of the situation."
If Zhou Yanbai had brought Su Ran to him right away, and he had not met Jiang Leyi, he would have certainly believed that she was his daughter. But it was Jiang Leyi he first came across.
Just based on the three-point resemblance between Jiang Leyi’s eyes and his wife’s, as well as his strongest intuition, he felt she was the one.
Jiang Leyi was stunned, her eyes shifting from calm to disbelief, "You’re saying I am... your biological daughter? How is that possible? I, I’ve never done a test with you, this..."
Liu Yueru hugged her tightly, her eyes red as she wept, "You should thank your sister. It was she who took some of your hair and gave it to us to try."
"Nannan..." Jiang Leyi looked towards Jiang Nanshu.
She’d done so many things for her without her knowing.
Jiang Leyi didn’t know how to thank her.
From her career to finding her biological family, Jiang Nanshu had been protecting her all the way.
"Thank you... thank you."
"Ah-choo." Jiang Nanshu, covering her nose with a tissue, said nasally, "You’re welcome. Just don’t forget me when you’re rich, it’s on you to support me now."
Jiang Leyi pressed her lips into a slight smile, knowing that even if she hadn’t found her family, she would have protected her as if she were her own sister.
"Zhenghui, I came as fast as I could after receiving your message. But where’s my daughter? Where is she?"
A rather rough voice sounded from outside.
Jiang Nanshu lifted an eyebrow slightly, kindly saying to Su Ran, "Sister Su Ran, your wealthy daddy has come to take you home, you’ll no longer be the ’orphan’ lost out in the world."
If she hadn’t heard Zhou Yanbai describe the Su Family’s situation, she might have been truly happy to find her biological family.
But not after learning what she knew now.
The Su Family was nothing short of a dragon’s den, they were capable of consuming her to the bone.
"Yan Bai..." she whispered pleadingly.
Hoping the man in front of her could save her.
After all, she was carrying his child!
Surely he wouldn’t just stand by and do nothing.
The man who entered was only about 1.7 meters tall, sporting a large beer belly, thinning hair, carrying a briefcase under his arm and not to mention, the large gold chain around his neck and the big gold rings on his hands— the epitome of a nouveau riche, even somewhat greasy.
Jiang Nanshu glanced over, inexplicably feeling relieved for Su Ran.
From her looks, Su Ran must have taken after her mother; otherwise, if she’d ended up looking like her father, she might not have been the protagonist in a novel.
As soon as he walked in, he looked around, his gaze landing first on Jiang Nanshu.
With such good looks, if she were brought into an arranged marriage, she’d surely bewitch the head of the other family to death!
Tears brimmed in his eyes as he stepped forward, "You must be my daughter, right? With such beauty, I can tell you take after me. My dear girl, let Dad take you home. I’ll make up for all those years you spent wandering outside."
Jiang Nanshu was utterly stunned.
She looked nothing like him; how could he have the nerve to claim her pretty face came from his genes?
And then there was Su Ran, who turned an even deeper shade of green, hiding to the side.
It was not clear whether she felt lucky to have been so well hidden that the man in front of her didn’t see her, or she was dismayed that her father could mistake someone else for her even in the lobby.
Jiang Nanshu couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle. But that chuckle only made him more convinced.
If her looks didn’t bewitch those senile old fools into stupidity, he’d consider it a loss!
Zhou Zhenghui couldn’t help but cough lightly, "Jianren, your daughter isn’t her. The woman hiding behind my nephew is your biological daughter. Her name is Su Ran, she’s over there."
Zhou Zhenghui kindly pointed it out for Su Jianren.
The prettiest woman present wasn’t his daughter?
When he turned around, his eyes met with Su Ran’s pitiful and disdainful gaze.
She was also beautiful, but she didn’t have the stunning effect of the one he’d first seen.
He really didn’t like the look of gloom Su Ran had. Shouldn’t she be overjoyed to see her own father?
What was she doing with a face like she was attending a funeral?
But, fortunately, Su Ran was also pretty, which helped him suppress his dissatisfaction.
Without any sign of embarrassment for mistaking her, he confidently approached Su Ran, "So you are Ranran, huh? Dad has some face blindness, and the last time your grandma showed me a picture of you, it was from your high school days. I didn’t realize you’d blossomed so much, that’s why I got it wrong when I walked in. Ranran, will you come home with Dad? It’s been so hard trying to find you."
Su Ran recoiled from his touch, shooing him away as if she had seen something disgusting, her face pale, "Get away! Just get away, I am not your daughter, I’m not!"
If he had truly had the heart to look, he wouldn’t have waited until now to show concern for her.
Only after hearing that she had come of age did he seek her out.
If he had truly wanted to take responsibility for his mistakes, he would have brought her mother back into the Su Family to be treated well after his first wife died, not let her struggle alone outside, raising a child in poverty.
After twenty-one years, he was coming to her with a show of fatherly affection?
Coldly, Su Ran looked at him, wondering if he even deserved to do so!
Su Jianren’s face went through a rapid change of color. He felt distaste for Su Ran deep inside, but outwardly he put on a sorrowful face, "Ranran, Dad knows you’ve been wronged these past years, and I will try to make it up to you. By the way, where is your mother buried? If you come home with me, I will have her buried in the Su Family cemetery, in the position of my wife. I’m sorry for the suffering I’ve caused you."
His eyes were slightly moist, looking genuinely repentant.
"I won’t go back to Yu City with you. Just give up that thought!"
Su Jianren didn’t expect Su Ran to be so unappreciative. He had personally come to find her—she was but a love child born from a woman who had seduced him. If not for the fact that she had some utility, he wouldn’t even glance at her if she died outside.
With so many people watching, he felt he was losing face.
So he turned to the smartly dressed, handsome man next to her, hatching a plan, pointing at Zhou Yanbai and began to curse, "Is it because of him that you won’t come home with Dad? Ranran, even if you want to marry him, you should leave from our household; what does this make you now? Ranran, Dad is only thinking of your best interest. If you want to marry him, come home with me. Without someone to back you, do you really think a poor girl marrying into a wealthy family becomes a true princess? He’ll look down on you. Come with me, and Dad will prepare a dowry for you."