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This shocking scene scared Xie Zigui so much that she hurriedly walked over.
She squatted down and hugged Li Yutong patiently, “Mom, don’t cry. Even if Xianxian comes back, you can’t cry yourself silly.”
Xie Huaiyuan, Xie Yiye, and the others walked over. When they heard her words, they thought she had recognized their daughter.
Xie Huaiyuan held Li Yutong’s hand and asked gently, “Yutong, our daughter is back. You don’t have to worry about her suffering outside anymore.”
Xie Huaiyuan looked at Yang Weiwei and waved at her.
Yang Weiwei hesitated for a moment before finally walking over.
“Look, our daughter is standing in front of us now. We will never be separated again.” Xie Huaiyuan held Yang Weiwei’s hand and crossed Li Yutong’s hand.
Li Yutong looked at Yang Weiwei in shock.
Seeing his father was blind and could not see the main point, Xie Yiye reminded him coldly, “Dad, look at what Mom is holding in her hand.”
Xie Huaiyuan finally saw the item in Li Yutong’s hand.
It was a piece of cotton cloth without any patterns and was slightly yellow. However, his wife held it tightly as if she was holding a rare treasure.
Seeing this piece of cloth, Xie Huaiyuan thought for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he asked, “Where did this thing come from?”
Xie Zigui couldn’t tell what it was either, but since his mother treasured it so much, there must be some meaning behind it.
The cloth was white and a little yellow. It was obvious that it had been around for a long time.
Xie Zigui thought for a moment and glanced at Yang Weiwei.
“This is Xianxian’s.” Li Yutong rushed to answer. She carefully folded the cloth in her hand and placed it over her heart.
Xie Zigui looked at the cloth again. It looked familiar. He had probably seen it somewhere before, but he couldn’t remember where.
Xie Huaiyuan looked at Yang Weiwei and asked with a trembling voice, “Is this yours?”
Yang Weiwei looked at the piece of cloth that Li Yutong treasured and was about to deny it when Xie Zigui interrupted, “I’ve seen this before on Weiwei’s desk.”
Yang Weiwei’s words were stuck in her throat.
It took a lot of courage to admit this rag was her.
From yesterday until today, she had been dazzled by the wealth of the Xie family, especially the three brothers of the Xie family. They were really handsome.
For a wealthy family like the Xie family, she would temporarily stay as Xie Xianxian. Even if she couldn’t be the fourth daughter of the Xie family, what if she got together with some handsome guy?
After thinking through this, Yang Weiwei admitted it a lot more calmly.
“Yeah, I’ve been carrying this piece of cloth with me since I was young. I don’t know how it fell out.”
Seeing her smug look, Xie Zigui clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. He rolled his eyes in his heart.
This Yang Weiwei really knew how to climb up the ladder.
Hearing this, Xie Huaiyuan was very happy, “I’m guessing this is Xianxian’s saliva towel. In that era, it was popular to pin the saliva towel on the child’s body so that it was convenient to wipe the baby’s saliva. I didn’t expect you to still keep it after so many years.”
Yang Weiwei was also a little moved, “Since I was young, I knew that I wasn’t born in my family. My adoptive parents outside my country have never hidden my identity, including this saliva towel. They gave it to me.”
“Your adoptive parents only gave you this one?” Xie Huaiyuan wanted to confirm further. “Is there anything else? Clothes or shoes.”
Seeing that Xie Huaiyuan had entered interrogation mode, Yang Weiwei couldn’t say anything for a while.
She looked at Xie Zigui nervously.
Xie Zigui pulled Xie Huaiyuan back and said coquettishly, “Dad, when the test results are out, let’s ask Weiwei’s adoptive parents directly. It’s been a long time, and Weiwei might not remember.”
“That’s true.” Xie Huaiyuan smiled and said, “But I don’t think it’s necessary. This saliva towel is an important item that can prove Weiwei’s identity.”
Xie Huaiyuan had already confirmed Yang Weiwei’s identity.
Xie Yiye watched Yang’s every move and did not miss any subtle expression on her face.
Whether this cloth belonged to Yang Wei Wei was still to be verified, but it was indeed ridiculous for this cloth to appear here.
There were too many coincidences.
He walked to Xie Yizhe’s side and asked softly, “Have you investigated Yang Weiwei’s identity?”
Xie Yizhe nodded, “There’s no problem with the investigation so far. The timing is basically right.”
Xie Yiye pursed his lips, “Then we’re just short of the appraisal results.”
“I’ll go out for a while.” Xie Yiye pointed at Xie Huaiyuan. “Stop him. Don’t let him hold a press conference. I’m afraid it’ll be embarrassing if he gets the wrong person.”
Xie Yizhe smiled, his eyes curved like crescents, “Don’t worry. I won’t acknowledge her as my sister before the results are out.”
Xie Yiye nodded in relief. He took the car keys and walked to the underground garage.
It was time for him to get the results.
Seeing Xie Yiye leave, Xie Zigui blinked and secretly sent a message to Su Qianqian.
…
Wen Yan woke up early after a good night’s sleep.
She was making breakfast when she heard the sound of a car outside the door.
She looked out the window and saw the familiar Maybach parked at the door. The door opened and Gu Jinmo walked out.
He had a white T-shirt and black pants. His fine black hair hung down in front of his forehead, covering the darkness in his eyes.
Wen Yan was surprised.
Why is he here?
Why was he so eager to get a divorce?
The morning light shone through the leaves and sprinkled mottled spots on the man’s face. It flickered between light and dark, looking handsome and cold.
The man glanced at the house.
Soon, Wen Yan’s phone rang.
“Hello,”
Gu Jinmo’s deep voice was heard, “I’m at your door.”
“Have you had breakfast?” Wen Yan remained calm as she continued to play the game.
He paused for a few seconds and asked hesitantly, “Do you have extra?”
“Yes,” Wen Yan chuckled.
Today was the day of their divorce, so she had already calmed down a lot. At least when she was facing him, her emotions rarely fluctuated.
Time could heal everything.
Wen Yan opened the door to the courtyard and Gu Jinmo walked in.
Gu Jinmo was dazed when he saw Wen Yan wearing an apron.
Her eyes were clear, and there was a faint smile on her lips. Her waist-length hair was casually tied up in front of her chest, and the beige apron added a gentle color to her beautiful facial features.
He had never seen her so relaxed.
In the past, when he came back late to the villa, she would take the initiative to ask him if he was hungry. Without alerting the auntie, she would make supper for him. Every time, she would carefully ask him if he liked it.
One time, he returned late and saw her sleeping on the sofa with a nutrition guide book in her hand.
At that time, he realized she was a good cook and had secretly put in some effort.
He sat at the table and a bowl of noodles was served to him.
“I didn’t know you were coming, but I already put chili in the soup.”
Seeing him staring at the noodles in a daze, Wen Yan thought that he was looking at the chili powder floating on top.
“You can eat spicy food?” Gu Jinmo asked.
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment. She recalled that in the past few years in the Gu family, she had always said that she did not eat spicy food in order to cater to his taste of not eating spicy food.
Now that Gu Jinmo had asked, she was at a loss for words.
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