“No need. Let me arrange it.” Ji Shiting refused his grandpa’s suggestion.
Grandpa Ji glared at him and said, “You don’t trust me? Why would I lie to you?”
“Do you trust me?” Ji Shiting asked. “Would I fake the child if it’s really mine?”
Grandpa Ji snorted and said, “Give me a strand of Little Zheng’s hair and I’ll ask someone to run the test.”
“Sure.” Ji Shiting nodded. “However, since you’re willing to bring this sample for a test, you have to admit that this hair is indeed Little Zheng’s. If the results don’t meet your expectations, don’t say that Shengge got it wrong.”
“Don’t worry, grandpa. It’s really Little Zheng’s hair.” Ye Shengge looked at Grandpa Ji solemnly.
Grandpa Ji sighed and nodded. “Okay. If the test results show that Little Zheng isn’t your son, I won’t bother about it anymore. Is that okay?”
“You said it yourself.” Ji Shiting curled his lips.
A few minutes later, Grandpa Ji left with two samples.
Ji Shiting gazed at his grandpa’s back.
“Is there a problem?” Ye Shengge was worried.
“No.” Ji Shiting hugged her waist and curled his lips. “Even if something happens, it might not be a bad thing.”
“Ah?” Ye Shengge was dazed.
However, Ji Shiting didn’t explain further. He sealed the two samples in his hand and said, “Grandpa probably won’t be able to wait until tomorrow. I want to see the test results before he does. Are you busy tonight?”
Ye Shengge shook her head.
“Then acpany me.” Ji Shiting stroked her face. “You should be very curious about the oute, right?”
Ye Shengge was about to nod, but she suddenly realized something and said, “I’m not curious, because there’s only one oute.”
Ji Shiting chuckled and said, “Let’s go.”
Half an hour later, Ji Shiting brought her to a research institute. A man who looked like a researcher weled them to the VIP lounge.
“Please wait here, Mr. Ji. The results will be out soon.” The man took the sample from Ji Shiting.
“Okay,” Ji Shiting nodded.
The person took the sample to the room next door.
Ye Shengge looked at the empty lawn and said, “This doesn’t look like a paternity test center or a clinic.”
“Mm.” Ji Shiting smiled. “The results of the paternity test center might not be reliable.”
“But Grandpa will probably go to the paternity test center, right?” Ye Shengge couldn’t help asking.
Ji Shiting nodded and said, “So we’ll soon know whether someone is behind this.”
Ye Shengge nodded. If Grandpa Ji’s test results were different from the one here, it meant that someone was behind it.
They didn’t wait long before a young man in a white coat walked in. He looked like he was still sleeping.
“Old Ji, it’s rare for you to take care of my business.” He scratched his messy hair and yawned. “The hottest gossip these days is about you. I heard you have a son but you refused to acknowledge him. No wonder you came for a paternity test.”
He yawned and realized that Ji Shiting wasn’t the only one in the lounge.
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