Chapter 15 DNA Test Result

• The Fu Manor.
• When Xu Kun sent the DNA report to the villa, he only saw Xiang Nanqian in the living room downstairs.
• “Ms. Xiang, didn't the boss come back?”
• Glancing at the yard, Xiang Nanqian replied, “His car is not there, maybe he is going to pick up Sweetheart. Why do you look for him, Mr. Xu?”
• Xu Kun squeezed the kraft envelope in his hand, and replied in a concealing manner, “Oh, it's nothing. There is a document that the boss needs to see in person. I'll put it in his study.”
• After Xu Kun put the DNA report at the study and left, Xiang Nanqian entered Fu Lingye's study, opened the kraft envelope, and saw a copy of DNA test result.
• “The similarity in DNA comparison between Mu Tongrui and Fu Siqi is 99%.”
• Stunned, Xiang Nanqian looked at the photo of the woman on the profile. Is the woman I bumped into that day really Sweetheart's biological mother?
• She has disappeared for three years, but why did she choose to come back at this time?
• Could it be that Mu Tongrui wants to marry Lingye with her identity as Sweetheart's biological mother?
• “Mommy! Mommy! Where are you?”
• Outside the door, the voice of her son, Fu Zehan, was heard calling out for her. She hurriedly stuffed the results of the report back, put them back in place, and walked out of the study quickly.
• Mu Tongrui made two courses and soup, which were simple and homely.
• She looked at the rather 'basic' fare on the table, and then awkwardly looked at the pair sitting across the table, faking a laugh and saying, “This isn't much, but please enjoy your meal.”
• Sweetheart was extremely supportive, as she grabbed the spoon, and said, “Mu, this soup looks delicious!”
• Mu Tongrui smiled at the little one. “I will help you fill your soup bowl.”
• Throughout the meal, the atmosphere was extremely awkward, except for Sweetheart who was extremely comfortable and could not feel any awkwardness.
• When Fu Lingye ate, he did not speak, and had an extremely elegant table manner, as if he was a nobleman with an excellent upbringing from the upper class.
• An abrupt phone ringtone broke the silence on the dining table.
• Fu Lingye glanced at the caller ID, frowned slightly, and then put down the tableware without saying a word, before he went to the balcony furthest from the living room to answer the phone.
• It was a call from Xu Kun. “Boss, the results of the DNA comparison report are out. You are not at home, so I put it on the desk in your study.”
• Fu Lingye's eyes darkened, and he responded in acknowledgment indifferently. After hanging up the phone, he went back to the living room and said to Sweetheart who was lying on the table, “Sweetheart, are you done eating? Let's go home if you're done.”
• Sweetheart wriggled her body, frowned, and said, “Daddy, I still want to watch cartoons at Mu's house for a while. Can we go home later?”
• Seeing that she refused to leave, Fu Lingye pursed his thin lips, and said, raising his voice, “There is a movie theater dedicated to you for cartoons at home. Can't you watch it when we go home?”
• Fu Lingye usually spoke coldly, and even if he had softened his tone when facing Sweetheart, he still couldn't control himself sometimes. After all, Fu Lingye was a decisive and ruthless man outside. He couldn't speak as softly as a loving mother. When Sweetheart was just learning to talk, she kept chattering and was very noisy. So sometimes, when Fu Lingye was busy and was annoyed by the noise, he subconsciously glared at her. Then, the little one immediately cried. Fu Lingye spoiled her very much, so when she cried, he didn't know what to do.
• At this moment, Sweetheart saw that her father's face was darkening, and pouted, her big eyes watery. She climbed down from the chair, and muttered angrily, “Okay, just go home. Why are you so fierce? Humph, I'm going home to tell Grandpa that Daddy is starting to be fierce toward me again!”
• Fu Lingye was not in a good mood, as he frowned, took his jacket, and turned to walk outside, not holding the hand of the little one who was throwing tantrums behind him.
• Seeing Sweetheart pitifully following Fu Lingye, Mu Tongrui felt an ache in her heart, so she stood up and said, “Mr. Fu, you can tell her properly if you don't want her to stay at my place. Why are you being so fierce toward a kid? Your action will have a great impact on her.”
• This man, who looked unapproachable, was clearly emotionally abusing a three-year-old kid.
• The man turned sideways, his dark eyes staring at her sharply and clearly. “If I'm not mistaken, Ms. Mu, you're not Mrs. Fu yet.”
• “I...”
• Fu Lingye pressed further, his tone forceful, “It's not your place to criticize that I often take unknown women home, let alone the way I educate Sweetheart.”
• After speaking, Fu Lingye picked up Sweetheart who was by his side, and strode out of the house.
• Lying on Fu Lingye's shoulder, Sweetheart waved her hand at Mu Tongrui, saying, “Mu, I'm leaving! See you tomorrow!”
• When Fu Lingye and the girl left, Mu Tongrui slumped down in the chair, and placed her palm over her forehead. I'm too busybody. I haven't even settled my own things yet, but now I've offended Fu Lingye. Is my brain too sloppy or what?
• She should treat Fu Lingye like a god. Yet, when she saw that he treated Sweetheart with such carelessness, she felt inexplicably angry and distressed.
• On the way back to the villa, Sweetheart was sitting in the passenger's seat, folding her small arms across her chest and ignoring Fu Lingye.
• Fu Lingye glanced at the little one. “Your lips pout so hard that I can put a pen on it.”
• “Humph! Daddy, why are you so fierce toward Mu?”
• Fu Lingye raised his hand and rubbed the little one's head. “Still angry with me?”
• He just wanted to see if Mu Tongrui sincerely wanted to be nice to the little one. Mu Tongrui needed a favor from him now, but still, she took the risk of offending him for the little one under such circumstances. Obviously, Mu Tongrui sincerely liked Sweetheart.
• “Dad, I like Mu very much, so you shouldn't be fierce toward her again next time! Otherwise, I will be very angry!”
• Fu Lingye had been raising her for three years. Yet, as soon as Mu Tongrui appeared, Sweetheart completely sided with her, making him feel upset.
• The little one pouted and looked at him pleadingly, “Daddy, can you let Mu be my mommy?”
• “Do you really want her to be your mommy so much?”
• The little one nodded her head several times with a serious look on her face.
• Sitting in the living room with her five-year-old son playing with toy bricks, Xiang Nanqian was absent-minded all the while. When the sound of a car engine was heard from the yard, she was shocked, as her hands shook, messing up the piled-up toy bricks.
• Fu Zehan complained with a frown, “Mom, you messed up the building blocks I've piled up, and I need to do it all over again!”
• When Fu Lingye brought Sweetheart into the house, Xiang Nanqian touched Fu Zehan's head, and said, “Han, Sweetheart is back. You can play with her.”
• Sweetheart ran over carrying her small schoolbag. “Zehan!”
• “Hi, Nanqian.”
• Fu Lingye greeted Xiang Nanqian coldly, and said to Sweetheart, “Sweetheart, play with Zehan. I'm going upstairs to work.”
• “Okay! Daddy, go ahead and make money!”
• Fu Lingye walked upstairs, and headed straight to his study.
• Pushing open the door, the DNA report was seen on the desk of his study.