Yan Fei, "..."

He badly wanted to ask if Yan Lingyi had gone mad with longing for her daughter, since the paternity test clearly showed that Yan Weiyang is the one...

Suddenly recalling the message just sent by Lu Hualiang, Yan Fei’s expression changed.

He swiftly took the phone from the unresponsive Yan Lingyi’s hand and pressed the speaker button.

"Director Lu, do you really mean this?"

"Otherwise, if it weren’t for Xia Weibao’s blood relation to the Yan Family, given what the Yan Family has done to the Lu Family, do you think I would let her rescue Lady Lingyi?"

As time ticked by, Lu Hualiang grew impatient.

"Who resembles the Yan Family more, Xia Weibao or Yan Weiyang? I believe you know in your hearts. I don’t know why the military hospital’s report was mistaken; if you want to know, ask He Zhixin."

"Where did you get this report?" Yan Lingyi asked anxiously.

"I personally collected the blood sample from Xia Weibao, and Yang Li collected a sample from you."

Yan Lingyi’s mouth slightly opened, recalling the incident with the thugs at the airport.

At that time, Yang Li was there!

"Data may be forged, but Xia Weibao’s appearance cannot be faked," Director Lu said.

Suddenly, Yan Lingyi covered her mouth, tears instantly blurring her vision.

Yes, appearance can’t be false; Xia Weibao’s face resembles hers by at least fifty percent in her younger years.

And that inexplicable tender feeling of kinship upon first meeting her can’t be faked.

The heartache she felt seeing her being wronged each time couldn’t be faked.

That subtle emotional urge to care for her whenever she saw her couldn’t be faked.

Everything was so obvious; she had even doubted before, so why did she trust a mere report?

Yan Lingyi was sobbing uncontrollably, her heart a complex mix of emotions, all surging, causing her body to tremble.

Her daughter wasn’t dead; her daughter was alive and well, so beautiful, so outstanding.

This was the daughter she had with Xing Feng, grown to be such an elegant young lady.

She should be grateful, she should be happy.

But three years ago, what the Yan Family did to Xia Weibao, the suffering she endured in the mental hospital all those years, and the harm caused by believing in a false daughter...

Yan Lingyi pressed her hand to her chest, grief-stricken, unable to breathe.

The suffering her daughter endured was caused by the Yan Family’s own hands...

So cruel...

Overwhelming self-blame and regret consumed her, and such mental shock was nearly unbearable.

"My poor daughter, I’m sorry..."

Yan Fei was also shocked, retreating two steps in distress.

He looked at his hands; it was these hands that pushed her into the abyss of pain. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Once he vowed to shower his sister with all the world’s love, yet he destroyed her with his own hands.

How could he ever face Xia Weibao again?

How could the Yan Family ever face her, saying, we are your family?

As both were consumed by remorse, Lu Hualiang’s cold voice came through.

"Xia Weibao is currently trapped at Tang Manor in L country."

"What did you just say!" Yan Lingyi was shocked, her heart leaping with anxiety.

"Tang Manor is on full lockdown, all defense systems activated. I’m still here in A country, can’t get back in time.

Lady Lingyi, I beg you to save her. If you don’t believe her identity, you can always perform another paternity test once she’s safe."

Yan Lingyi stood up abruptly.

These days had nearly drained her physically, her nutrition severely lacking.

Suddenly standing up made her lightheaded from inadequate blood supply, nearly making her fall.

Yan Fei quickly supported her, "Careful."