“Sir, Madam. There’s no need for tears now that your family is reunited, and you would have all the time you need to talk. The most urgent thing now is to get to the bottom of things with the one impersonating your son.”
Mama Xu wiped away her tears at her reminder and turned to her husband. “Yihong found him.”
Xu Yihong was Jing Yun’s eldest brother, and the professor whom Mu Qiqi saw lecturing at Sheng Ting.
“We have to ask Yihong about it.”
“Madam, I think it would be better if you do the DNA test without mentioning it.” Sheng Minglan suggested. “With your evidence at hand, you would at least know who is the one lying.”
Papa Xu thought that it made sense too. “That’s true. Faking our son’s identity is a fraud, no matter what the excuse.”
“We have to keep this from our eldest?”
“That would be best for secrecy.”
After all, Sheng Minglan had become warier when Mama Xu mentioned that Xu Yihong was the one who found the impostor.
“May I ask where you are staying? Are you in a hurry to leave? I’m hoping to visit my son a few more times…” Mama Xu quickly asked then.
“We’re staying here until we get to the bottom of things.” Sheng Minglan replied, alleviating Mama Xu’s worries. “Jing Yun himself wants to know who was the culprit who left him at Jianchuan.”
“To think that someone would do such a thing to my son… I will definitely get even.”
Papa Xu was clutching Jing Yun’s hand too, and apologizing continuously. “It’s your father’s fault for losing you just to take over the company… I’ve missed you every day in every passing year, and I couldn’t help blaming myself.”
Jing Yun watched his parents, and finally couldn’t help embracing them in return. “I really thought I was an orphan.”
“Nonsense! You’re no orphan, you are the third young master of the Xu family! I would repay you; I’ll give you the best this world has to offer.”
Be that as it may, Jing Yun was feeling troubled—he never imagined that someone would fake his identity to cheat his parents.
Nonetheless, the Xu couple stayed at the hotel until late at night, and wouldn’t have left if Sheng Minglan didn’t remind them.
“Don’t reveal anything before you get your DNA report. There’s no telling how cunning the culprit could be.” She said before they left.
Mama Xu kept Sheng Minglan’s words at heart, and discussed it with her husband on their way back. “I don’t have to check to know that Jing Yun is our son. He looks so much like you when you were younger, and Miss Sheng’s photo proves it too. Even so, it’s like my heard is being stabbed by a needle when I learn that our son was left wandering and suffering so much.”
“And I don’t?” Papa Xu chimed. “I could tell the moment I lay eyes on him that he’s my son too, because I could feel my own blood flowing in him.”
“But Miss Sheng is right, dear. We can’t continue letting the culprit getting away with this—we have to hold back and show nothing when we get home.”
“Relax. I’ll have those liars wish they were dead.”
With their discussion settled, the couple returned home to find their imposter sitting in the living room and fiddling with his phone.
They approached him as they usually did.
Mama Xu carefully studied the imposter’s birthmark then, only to realize that it was more a tattoo than a natural birthmark.
“Mom, Dad. It’s so late, where you’ve been?”
“Meeting an old friend.” Mama Xu replied. “Yes, it’s late now. You should go to bed.”
The imposter nodded and went to his room with his phone, with an exhausted Xu Yihong coming in the door later.
“Mom, Dad.”
“Yihong, how are the preparations for moving to Jianchuan?” Papa Xu asked.
“That place is really unlike our home here, Dad. Are you sure we are moving there?”
“Of course. This is a sad place for us to be, that’s why I want to bring your siblings to start a new life. Didn’t we agree to it when we found your brother?”
Xu Yihong nodded. “Alright. Things are almost ready now, and I’ve already got a place prepared. We can move anytime we want.”
“Good.” The Xu couple stayed impassive.
When the brothers finally went to bed, they quietly grabbed the impostor’s toothbrush and brought it to a hospital to check in the night, even paying the workers handsomely so that they went to work post haste.
Jing Yun’s reunion with his parents went smoothly, but it also raised many questions.
For one, where had Xu Yihong found the imposter? Did he did so deliberately or was he fooled as well?
It was difficult to believe that it was merely a coincidence for Jing Yun to be abandoned and then an imposter showing up at the Xu family.
By night, Jing Yun had informed Sheng Xiao about how things went by phone, the latter of whom had his curiosity piqued. “To think that there’s actually an impostor…”
“What do you think, Young Master?”
“Be careful around your eldest brother.” Sheng Xiao said. “By the way, Grandpa has heard about what’s going on between you and Fourth Sister, and he’s just on the edge of going insane. When are you two coming back?”
“It’s a three-day wait for the DNA test results.”
“To think that a simple reunion would have so many twists.” Sheng Xiao now appeared extremely interested in the matter. “If someone really was toying with you like that, Jing Yun, how do you plan to strike back?”
After all, any person on Sheng Xiao’s side never loses out—especially with a grudge this huge.
“I’ll make him wish he was dead.”
At the same time, Mu Qiqi was sprawled out over Sheng Xiao’s chest and listening in on their conversation, her tired brain promptly rejuvenated.
“I couldn’t have imagined that we would run into an impostor of someone else’s son.”
“And of course, DNA tests could be faked to fool just anyone, especially the Xu couple who are especially vulnerable to lies since they missed their son so much.
“It would be wonderful if everything went well for Jing Yun. I hope that the DNA test gets done soon, revealing the truth and the impostor gets chased away.”
“Should we go there to enjoy the show?” Sheng Xiao lifted a brow as he asked the little one in his bosom. “You’re having a break anyway, and I could go for a stroll with you.”
“You must be afraid that there’s another culprit behind this case and Jing Yun might get tricked.” Mu Qiqi promptly saw through him. “I’m fine, of course, although Grandpa might ask where you’ve gone.”
“He can’t stop me.”
“We’ll do just that, then!” Mu Qiqi appeared rather excited. “By the way, you’re really treating Jing Yun as if he’s your real brother, Xiao Xiao.”
“He’s no different from my hands and feet after following me so many years.”
And in the very least, he had much more feelings than the bunch of trash in the Sheng family.