At first, they thought the hospital had mistakenly swapped the babies. But when Mrs. Feng learned that Mr. Feng’s first love had also given birth in the same hospital, she exploded in anger, convinced that her husband had switched their child, and immediately started yelling about divorce.
Mr. Feng cried out in grievance.
“You still dare to claim innocence? Then explain this—how does the son I painstakingly raised look so much like that man surnamed Ma?”
Mr. Feng: “…He just happens to resemble him. There are plenty of people in the world who look alike—it doesn’t mean they’re related by blood.”
“Then let’s do a paternity test. Do you dare?”
“What’s there to be afraid of? Let’s do it!” Mr. Feng also refused to believe it could be such a coincidence—that the baby mistakenly swapped at the hospital would end up being his first love’s child.
At first, Mr. Feng contacted Mrs. Fan, wanting to conduct the paternity test. But she scolded him for being insane. A child she gave birth to herself—how could she not recognize it?
She flat-out refused.
With no other choice, Mr. Feng asked Feng Yiwei to contact his girlfriend, Fan Yan, to see if she could secretly get a strand of Mrs. Fan’s hair so they could proceed with the test.
To be honest, Fan Yan was quite nervous:
Could it be… Feng Yiwei is actually my biological brother?!
Did my mom give birth to twins back then?!
She went ahead and stole it.
The paternity test results came out quickly—Feng Yiwei and Mrs. Fan were indeed mother and son.
Fan Yan: “…”
Just let the world end. I’m done.
Feng Yiwei: “…”
Waaah, my love!
Mr. Feng: “…”
This is bad.
Mrs. Fan, who had been mysteriously handed the test report by her daughter: “…”
She immediately dragged Fan Yan out of the house and demanded to know if she’d lost her mind—why fabricate something like this? Was she bored with her life and looking to stir up trouble?
Fan Yan, looking aggrieved, said, “Mom, it’s not fake—it’s real. I took your hair for the test. He really is your biological son…”
Just then, Mr. Fan stepped out of the elevator, about to turn toward home: “…”
Wait—what did you just say?
Who is whose biological son?
Since when does my wife have a son I don’t know about?!
“Well then! No wonder you want a divorce—you’ve been cheating on me!” Mr. Fan pointed at his wife, furious.
Startled, Fan Yan quickly explained, “Dad, you misunderstood! Feng Yiwei might be my twin brother. We were born on the same day, in the same hospital.”
“Oh, same day? Then it’s fine!” Mr. Fan patted his chest in relief, nearly scared to death, and quickly asked them what was going on.
“So Feng Yiwei really is your mom’s child?”
“Dad, the paternity test already proved it—why wouldn’t you believe it? Would I lie to you?”
Mr. Fan said, “You might not lie to me, but that Feng family might. How about this—I’ll do a test with him too. If he was born the same day as you and is your mom’s biological son, then he must also be mine. That way, you’ll just have an extra brother.”
At the same time, he could confirm whether his wife had ever cheated.
Talking about first loves—as if his wife hadn’t had relationships before marrying him.
So Feng Yiwei was brought over and did another paternity test—this time with Mr. Fan.
Sure enough, they were father and son.
Relieved, Mr. Fan immediately took the whole family to the hospital to demand answers. How could his wife have given birth to twins back then, yet only one child remained?
How could something as serious as childbirth be messed up like this?
The hospital: “…”
According to the records, there was indeed only one child.
But upon checking further, both women had given birth on the same day, in adjacent delivery rooms. So… was it possible the babies had been switched?
Thus, the hospital suggested that the Feng family and Fan Yan also undergo a paternity test.
Fan Yan, completely dazed: “…”
So now it’s my turn to switch families?
This is way too ridiculous…
——
“Hahahaha… really? They were actually swapped at birth?” Yu Xiangqiao nearly laughed to death when she saw what Ruan Zhihe had posted in the group chat.
“How can something this absurd even happen in the world?”
Xu Nannan was equally shocked. “This is too outrageous! Something like this actually happens? Such a big deal as giving birth, and the babies can still get mixed up? Are we sure it wasn’t intentional?”
After all, in their own family, there had been a pair of brothers deliberately switched, and a niece who was almost swapped out. Xu Nannan simply didn’t believe in “coincidences.”
“All ‘coincidences’ are man-made.”
Yu Xiangqiao said, “Probably not? It’s not like the hospital has a grudge against them and deliberately swapped their kids.”
“Couldn’t it have been done by one of the parents?” Xu Nannan looked at her phone. “Didn’t Sister Zhihe say both mothers were the fathers’ first loves? What if one of them was overly obsessed with love?”
“Unlikely. If that were the case, Mom’s inner thoughts would’ve revealed it already. Since she didn’t say anything, it means the parents didn’t know either. If Mom hadn’t reminded them, they probably wouldn’t have found out for another two or three years.”
Xu Nannan flipped through the messages. “Yeah, Mom originally didn’t want to interfere. It was only when Mrs. Fan showed up and made a huge scene that Mom couldn’t stand it and stepped in. Otherwise, according to the original storyline, it would’ve taken another two or three years to uncover the truth. That’s a lot of time for things to go wrong.”
“They even mistakenly thought they were biological siblings and almost broke up. If they hadn’t kept trying to help Mr. and Mrs. Feng find their real child and kept investigating the case, they might never have discovered the truth. They really almost split up.”
“Exactly. Back then, Fan Yan had already started going on blind dates. People were saying women aren’t like men—once they hit thirty, their value drops, so she needed to marry before becoming a ‘leftover woman’…”
“Well, good things come after hardships.”
…
Xu Nannan felt a bit upset. Being a woman really seemed unfair.
A man at thirty is called a “golden bachelor.” Even at forty, he’s still desirable. But a woman’s prime is short—after thirty, she’s considered an older mother and starts getting looked down on.
Fortunately, Fan Yan and Feng Yiwei weren’t actually siblings, so they could still end up together. But what if they had been?
Or what if Feng Yiwei had changed his mind midway and married someone else? Wouldn’t Fan Yan have suffered terribly?
For a thirty-year-old woman, blind dating isn’t easy—usually, it’s just being picked from what others have already rejected.
Xu Nannan started complaining to Yu Xiangqiao about the bizarre blind date stories she’d seen online: “Some people go on a blind date and ask to borrow money from the woman right away—saying they’ll treat her to a meal.”
“And in the end, the guy doesn’t even pay—the woman covers the bill.”
“I seriously don’t get it. Why would she continue seeing him? Just leave!”
“You wouldn’t necessarily lend money even to friends or relatives, but you’d lend it to a complete stranger you just met on a blind date? That’s insane.”
“And there are people who immediately ask if the woman is okay with a flash marriage—without telling their parents. If yes, then they proceed; if not, they call it off.”
“Who in their right mind would agree to a secret flash marriage after just meeting? Sounds like a scam!”
…
Yu Xiangqiao asked where she saw all that. “That’s nothing. Back in college, one of my classmates went home for summer break and came back saying she’d been forced into a blind date.”
“You know what? It was her own aunt who brought a 38-year-old divorced man with a child to her house to set them up. She was only in her third year of college—can you believe that?”
Xu Nannan did a quick calculation. If she entered university at 18, plus three years—that’s only 21. Just reached legal age, still in her prime, yet matched with a 38-year-old divorced man with a kid… that was really too much.
She said, “Doesn’t her aunt just not want her to have a good life?”
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