CHAPTER 756: CHAPTER 731 WELL DONE

"Take a look yourself. If you don’t believe it, you can bring your own hair or personally take Little Glutinous Rice for a blood test. To be frank, He Ren Hospital has recently introduced paternity testing technology.

Originally, we didn’t know He Ren would introduce it so quickly, so the child’s test report was sent to Hong Kong to be done. If you still don’t believe it, you can send it to He Ren or to Hong Kong, or consult someone you trust.

Just in case you think I’m up to something shady in this?"

Song Moting had already anticipated that Song Mohuan would react this way. Probably any man would find it hard to believe that his wife would cheat on him and would be unable to accept such a fact.

Song Mohuan picked up the two test reports, carefully scrutinizing the text. The first test report clearly indicated that the probability of a mother-daughter relationship between the two samples was 99.9%.

The other one showed a 0% probability of a father-daughter relationship.

Song Mohuan clenched his molars painfully.

"You don’t have to be so petty-minded. As you said yourself, we don’t have any deep enmity, so there’s no need for me to manufacture a report to deceive or trouble you. Frankly, you should go back and ask Fang Xiaohui how Little Glutinous Rice ended up in our family.

Back then, Fang Xiaohui took the child home early and left the child at the train station. If it weren’t for my people coincidentally following Fang Xiaohui, who knows who might have taken the child. We started to suspect something because Fang Xiaohui didn’t seem like someone who would treat her biological daughter that way, and that’s why we did the test.

Think for yourself; as Fang Xiaohui’s husband, don’t you have a better grasp of your wife’s oddities than us? You must have a better idea whether this child is yours."

Song Moting watched as his younger brother’s face alternated between green and white; no man could remain calm in such a situation.

Song Mohuan stood up with the two reports and stormed out without a word.

Song Moting knew it would come to this; since the child wasn’t related to Song Mohuan, how could he not want to find out?

He glanced at the water on the table, which the auntie had deliberately poured for both of them when Song Mohu had just entered.

The water certainly had something added to it.

Now, it seemed that the glass was already half empty.

Song Mohuan stumbled out of there.

He returned home in a daze.

Suddenly, past oddities became remarkably clear before his eyes.

Fang Xiaohui disliked the child so much, even though she had given birth to a daughter before, Nannan.

But how did Fang Xiaohui treat Nannan? She doted on her like a precious jewel, afraid she would melt in her mouth or lose her if held.

Yet with the second daughter, Fang Xiaohui was full of disdain, not even breastfeeding her.

From birth onwards, Fang Xiaohui never held the child once.

Initially, he thought Fang Xiaohui favored boys over girls because she hadn’t borne a son, thus taking it out on this daughter.

But thinking about it now, that might be wrong. Even if it wasn’t a boy, she was still Fang Xiaohui’s biological daughter, right?

How could a mother disdain her daughter so much? If this child wasn’t really their daughter, perhaps Fang Xiaohui’s disdain was understandable.

She must have feared the child’s identity being exposed and discovered by him, right?

No wonder the nanny mentioned the child had inexplicably disappeared from home, and they couldn’t find out how.

To this day, the case is still a baffling one at the police station, but if Fang Xiaohui herself took the child out, it all makes sense.

Even if the child isn’t biologically his, she is still Fang Xiaohui’s true daughter, right?

To be so heartless as to leave such a tiny newborn at a train station, how cruel must this woman’s heart be?

But whose child is this really?

Song Mohuan was infuriated.

He never treated a woman so well in his entire life.

He always had good luck with women.

He married Fang Xiaohui because she was indeed beautiful, gentle in temperament, and they got along well in many ways, so he married her.

Otherwise, given his family background, how could he have married Fang Xiaohui?

He remembered he used to dislike Fang Xiaohui very much, but wasn’t sure when he suddenly changed.

In his eyes, he treated Fang Xiaohui like a fairy, spoiling her excessively.

But just now, sitting in the car, for some reason, the fog in front of his eyes suddenly cleared.

This version of Fang Xiaohui made him feel disgusted.

Many things flashed before his eyes like a movie, scene by scene.

Fan Jianguo and Liu Huili came asking for money, the Jiang family parents’ remarks, his mother’s missing jewelry, and his grandmother’s odd behavior over those days.

He didn’t know exactly how these were connected, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that these matters were somehow related to Fang Xiaohui, contrary to what she claimed.

Everyone found her disagreeable, and everyone seemed to want to harm her. Was she some sort of hot commodity?

How could everyone find her disagreeable?

Song Mohuan returned home; Fang Xiaohui hadn’t returned yet.

He started rifling through the large wardrobe. He knew there were three drawers inside, one of which was locked, a place where Fang Xiaohui kept their bankbooks and family documents.

Usually, these items were managed by Fang Xiaohui, and he never even looked at them.

He had to give Fang Xiaohui a heads-up whenever he needed to use them.

Especially the bankbook; he never knew how much money the family actually had.

Faced with the strong lock, he went and got an axe to break it open.

Opening the drawer, he found all the documents neatly arranged, along with a few boxes. He opened a box and found some jewelry and watches—valuable items.

He recognized two jade bracelets; weren’t they the ones missing from his mother’s jewelry box?

The others, although he didn’t know where they came from, were undoubtedly expensive.

Their salaries couldn’t account for such a lavish lifestyle.

Inside a green notebook were two bankbooks. Opening one, he found only 500 yuan.

The date showed it was opened after their marriage.

Given their usual living expenses, having saved 500 yuan was no small feat.

The transactions also showed that after each payday, their salary amounts appeared therein. This proved the bankbook was used for their regular living expenses.

This aligned with their usual way of life.

But on opening the other bankbook—

Song Mohuan was nearly stunned; this account contained quite a sum.

There were tens of thousands in it.

How could he and Fang Xiaohui’s salaries amount to so much money? Where did this money come from?

Considering the jewelry his mother lost and what Fan Jianguo said, if those were converted to cash, it might indeed be ten to twenty thousand yuan.

If it was as that suggested, it was all Fang Xiaohui’s doing.