Ruan Zhihe couldn’t bear to watch anymore. She quietly walked up to Ruan Yaoyao and whispered, Aunt Xu, aren’t you going to try to persuade them again?”
Isn’t there still a chance?
Hurry and talk to them again!
Tell them the truth—don’t make things harder for them!
Of course Ruan Yaoyao wanted to step in. But things had to be revealed one by one. If she dumped everything out at once, she was afraid they wouldn’t believe her.
Not to mention them—even she herself wouldn’t have believed something this outrageous if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes.
Just as Ruan Yaoyao was about to step forward and explain everything clearly, a passerby who had come to watch the drama—Fan Yan’s mother, Ma Qianying—suddenly froze.
Huh?
Why was that girl in the middle, crying in someone’s arms… wearing the same clothes as her precious daughter?
Looking closer—what “same clothes”? That was her daughter!
Fan’s mother exploded: “Fan Yan—! Get over here right now!”
She charged through the crowd and yanked her daughter straight out of Feng Yiwei’s arms.
Then she turned on Feng Yiwei and started cursing him, calling him a vixen—just like his shameless mother—always seducing people, sweet-talking others, who knows who he’s trying to fool!
The onlookers: Oh ho! A male vixen?!
With Feng Yiwei’s looks, he definitely didn’t resemble the typical “vixen”—just a clean-cut young man. But that didn’t matter.
What’s more important than gossip?
If Fan’s mother says he’s a vixen, then he’s a vixen.
After all—not all vixens are good-looking!
As for whether Feng Yiwei really was a “vixen,” nobody actually cared. What they cared about was—
Oh ho, so this is someone’s “first love”!
And look at the mother—though no longer young, she had a well-proportioned figure and refined features. Clearly a beauty in her youth.
“Mom, what are you doing?!”
Fan Yan was both angry and anxious. She tried to pull her mother away while urging Feng Yiwei to run.
But Fan’s mother wasn’t letting him go. She grabbed onto him tightly and shouted for everyone to come see—a male vixen! Had they ever seen one? A man who specialized in seducing other people’s daughters!
At that moment, Ruan Yaoyao suddenly chimed in from the side: “Miss, why are you scolding your son?”
“Who’s my son?! He’s a vixen trying to seduce my daughter—”
Ruan Yaoyao looked shocked. “Your son and your daughter are together?! My heavens… hurry and call the police! How can biological siblings be in a relationship? That’s a sin!”
What?!
Biological siblings?!
The crowd was stunned.
Looking at Feng Yiwei again, they realized—he did resemble Fan’s mother a bit. So earlier, when they thought he and the girl had “spousal resemblance,” it wasn’t that at all—it was because they were siblings?!
Fan’s mother, Fan Yan, and Feng Yiwei were all completely dumbfounded.
“What siblings? Who with who?!”
“This is my daughter!” Fan’s mother quickly pulled Fan Yan to her side and shoved Feng Yiwei away. “I don’t even know this guy—what kind of eyesight do you have?!”
“Impossible!” Ruan Yaoyao said confidently. “His nose and lips look exactly like yours. One glance and you can tell he’s your son. Don’t try to lie.”
Then she added suspiciously, “You’re not a stepmother, are you? You married this girl’s father and treat his daughter as your own—but that doesn’t mean you can deny your biological son…”
“This is my daughter—I gave birth to her myself! Wouldn’t I know?!” Fan’s mother panicked.
“Don’t deny it. I know physiognomy. I can tell at a glance whether you’re mother and son. If you don’t believe me, go get a DNA test.”
A DNA test—for a child she gave birth to herself?
Fan’s mother thought it was the most ridiculous thing she’d ever heard.
Not bothering to argue further, she grabbed Fan Yan and left.
Behind them, Ruan Yaoyao shouted, “Sis, don’t run just because I exposed you! You still have to acknowledge your son—!”
Of course, she only shouted—she didn’t chase after them.
Once the Fan mother and daughter disappeared, Ruan Yaoyao turned back to see Feng Yiwei staring at her timidly.
“Miss… what you said just now—is it true? Do you really think… I’m Aunt Fan’s son?”
“Of course! If you don’t believe me, go get a DNA test. I’m certain—you’re definitely that woman’s son. Wait… don’t tell me you didn’t know?”
She deliberately looked surprised.
【So go back and get a DNA test already.】
【Then you’ll find out—you should actually be surnamed Fan, not Feng.】
Feng Yiwei’s voice trembled. “Th-then… doesn’t that mean Fan Yan and I are biological siblings?! We’ve been dating for years…”
They were already discussing marriage. Everything that should’ve happened between them had already happened—except having a child.
A chill ran down his spine.
Ruan Yaoyao blinked. “How could that be? That girl clearly has no blood relation with your mother. She must be the child of the man your mother married… Wait—don’t tell me you don’t even know who your biological mother is?”
“I have a mother.”
“A stepmother?”
“No. My real mother.”
But now this woman was telling him that Fan’s mother was his real mother—how could he not panic?
Could it be… he was adopted?
When he got home, Feng Yiwei immediately started rummaging through everything, trying to find proof that he had been adopted.
That evening, when his parents came back and saw the house in a mess, they asked what he was doing.
Feng Yiwei, eyes red, said, “Dad, Mom… stop hiding it from me. I already know—I’m adopted…”
“Who told you that?!” his parents were shocked.
Especially his mother—she gave birth to him herself, how could she not know?
Feng Yiwei insisted, “Don’t lie to me. Someone recognized my biological mother. She said I look exactly like her—same nose, same lips…”
“What nonsense are you talking about? I gave birth to you—wouldn’t I know?!” his mother snapped, telling his father to grab a belt and discipline him.
When she heard that Feng Yiwei suspected he was the child of his father’s “first love,” she was furious—almost ready to storm off and confront the woman.
She assumed Fan’s mother must have done something to confuse her son.
“Mom, I’m not lying—it’s true! A passing girl told me—”
“She said she knows physiognomy!”
…
His mother exploded: “She says she knows physiognomy and you believe her? If she told you to eat shit, would you go eat it too?!”
Feng Yiwei clutched his backside, aggrieved. “But… I’ve never looked like either you or Dad. Lots of people thought I was picked up from the street…”
Left with no choice, his parents finally agreed to take him for a DNA test.
But when the results came back—
They were stunned.
According to the report, Feng Yiwei was indeed not their biological son.
Fan’s mother: “Damn it! Then where is the baby I gave birth to in the hospital?!”
Fan’s father: “….”
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