At this moment, Shen Zhenan's breathing suddenly became heavy. "Shen Wanci, who told you to get a DNA test? You'd rather believe a broken machine than your father?"

Shen Wanci held up the paper bag, squinting at the light above her to try and see what was inside: "You're saying I only got a stepfather because I had a stepmother, or did I always have one?"

Shen Zinan took a deep breath: "Wan Ci, I know your aunt hasn't been very attentive to you these years, and your relationship with Shen Xuan is also strained. You have every right to resent me, but you can't doubt that you're not my biological child because of this..."

"I agree with that, so I've gone through it. You called just in time, so I might as well read the results to you."

"Wan Ci…" Shen Zhen'an blurted her name, his voice too loud, the pitch of his tone changing.

With a splash.

To make it clearer for him to hear, Shen Wanci directly tore open the already opened kraft paper bag, skimmed over a large paragraph of incomprehensible analysis in front of her, and directly focused her gaze on the identification results.

"The DNA information of Shen Zhen'an and Shen Wanci has a similarity rate of..."

Shen Wanci didn't say what the similarity percentage was. She hung up the phone directly and slowly sank her face into her palm.

Her DNA information did not match Shen Zhen'an's.

They are not father and daughter.

Although she had anticipated this outcome, when it was right before her eyes, she still found it unacceptable.

After leaving the appraisal center, Shen Wanci drove for not very long before being stuck in traffic. All four lanes were completely blocked, with cars stretching as far as the eye could see ahead, a sea of red.

"..."

She swiped her phone irritably twice, remembering that she hadn't transferred money to Bo Jingzhou today. So, she opened her mobile banking app and transferred 500,000 yuan to him.

Note: Repayment of 500,000, still owing one billion eight hundred and fifty million.

When turning for the second time, the car in front started to move. When she waited for it to park and continue turning, she found that she couldn't turn anymore.

The other party has closed the bank card transfer receiving function.

Shen Wanci stared at the prompt, then looked at the road ahead that had been completely blocked. Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped through her heart.

She took a deep breath and called Bo Jingzhou: "Your bank card can't transfer money."

"He remained silent for a while, before finally letting out a curt, monosyllabic hum from his throat: “En.”

"Open it up again, and I'll transfer another five hundred thousand to you." She had never used this function before and didn't know if it was Bo Jingzhou who had turned it off himself or if it was the bank.

"No time."

"You can ask your secretary to do it," others are grandchildren when borrowing money, and fathers when repaying it. When it's her turn, she begs him for loans and still begs him when paying them back.

"Shen Wanci, do you know how precious my time is? For your five million and one, I even have to waste time setting up a business?"

Chen Xu just watched his boss put on a show, all morning, he didn't know who was absent-mindedly staring at their phone.

But he had finally managed to get back on good terms, deciding that from now on, in matters concerning the mistress, he would keep his mouth shut if possible, so as not to drag innocent people into trouble.

Shen Wanci barely suppressed the fire that kept rising in her heart: "The money didn't come through, give me a new card number."

"If you can't punch in, then just take it. This is such a simple thing, do you need someone to teach you?"

"...Do you want love or not?" After she said that, Shen Wanci hung up the phone directly and threw the phone onto the passenger seat in anger.

The car crawled forward at a snail's pace, finally pulling out of the traffic jam after half an hour. She glanced at the time and drove straight to Nie Yucheng's company.

It was already half past twelve. She hadn't had breakfast that morning, and now her stomach rumbled with hunger. The signing time was set for one o'clock. Now, if she ate, it would be too late. She could only buy a loaf of bread to fill her stomach first.

Shen Wanci parked her car downstairs from the Nie residence. There was a bakery across the street, but as soon as she got out of the car, she saw Nie Yuchen walking out of the door.

He had just come down, shook hands at the door, and after the man left, his gaze casually swept across the street, and he saw her.

Nie Yu Cheng was taken aback, and walked towards her: "You came so early?"

"I went out to take care of some things this morning, and came straight here after I was done."

Nie Yu Cheng thought she was going to work today, so he specially chose the time during her lunch break to sign the contract. "Let's go, eat and talk at the same time, I'll have my secretary bring down the contract."

Shen Wanci: "No need to go through so much trouble, I'll just eat after the talk."

"Neither have I," Nie Yu Cheng gestured to the car parked on the side of the road. "Mine's in for maintenance, want to take yours?"

Shen Wanci was arranged clearly: "Oh, good."

Seeing Nie Yu Cheng get into the car, she also walked towards the driver's seat. Halfway there, she suddenly remembered that the appraisal report was still on the passenger seat.

The brown paper bag had already been ripped apart, it didn't make much difference whether it was torn or not.

Shen Wanci hurriedly ran over and pulled open the driver's side car door.

Nie Yu Cheng was buckling his seatbelt. The paternity test report lay on the table in front of him, he didn't know if he had seen its contents.

Perhaps noticing her off mood, Nie Yu Cheng turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Wanci shook her head and got into the car.

Nie Yu Cheng was going to park his phone with GPS navigation on the air conditioning vent, "This French restaurant is pretty good and not too far away."

French restaurants focus on ambiance, the air is filled with romance. As soon as she walked in, Shen Wanci heard a melodious violin playing.

"Would you prefer the main hall or a private room?" Nie Yucheng consulted her opinion.

"The lobby bar."

The waiter led them to a window seat. Outside, there were upscale shops and luxury brand stores, with plenty of models taking street photos. The view was pretty good.

Shen Wanci buried her head, flipping through the menu and ordering food. Her peripheral vision caught a new guest at the next table, but she didn't pay attention. After all, it was normal for people to come to the restaurant.

She looked up and told the waiter, "I'll have a cream of mushroom soup..."

She stopped mid-sentence, looking at Bo Jingzhou in his suit and tie at the next table, along with Chen Qinqing dressed to the nines. Shen Wanci just felt that life was full of unexpected encounters.

Across from them sat a middle-aged man.

That person had his back to her, so Shen Wanci couldn't see his expression, but she could hear disdain in his voice: "Boss Bao, perhaps we should change rooms? This hall is crowded and noisy, it'll affect my appetite."

Bo Jingzhou calmly said, "No, this is quite nice."

The man laughed, “I thought you young people all liked quiet. Qinqing studies painting and doesn’t like noise. Usually, when I invite her out for a meal, she chooses quiet private rooms. This time with Mr. Bo here, she’s been much more agreeable, and I can finally see some fireworks in the world.”

Bo Jingzhou remained silent, his face expressionless.

Chen Qinqing glared at him with a hint of annoyance, but it was just the coquettish indignation of a young girl. "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The middle-aged man scolded, “You still have the nerve to say that? This time, if it weren't for Mr. Bo risking his life to save you, how would I explain this to your mother? It would be a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.”