Ruan Qi nodded.
That's right, exactly.
Ruan Fengmian opened the paternity test and read it again, then sighed heavily a moment later.
"Maybe this is karma."
Ruan Qi: "Then, Dad, what do you plan to do? Are you going to make this public? But with brother..."
Ruan Fengmian also thought of Cheng Jinyan.
To him, whether Cheng Jinyan is of Cheng blood or not doesn't matter. More than blood relations, he values Cheng Jinyan as a person and his sincerity.
This child was one he had watched grow up. Ruan Fengmian still remembers the silent and wounded little boy, looking up at him with such an expression.
It was a cautious adoration, trust, and dependence.
Ruan Fengmian didn't want to extinguish the last reliance in that child's eyes back then.
Nor did he want Cheng Jinyan, after waiting for him and Yang Liu for twenty years, to end up with no family at all.
