Chapter 244: She Resembles Her Mother a Little

At that time they thought, as long as they could ruin Lu Junhan’s reputation and prevent Lu Li from inheriting the Lu Family, it would be worth it even if Lu Junhan caught them afterward.

But now...

Lu Junhan not only didn’t get ruined, but they indirectly cleared Lu Li’s name!

From today, as long as she bears the label of Smir’s identification, no one will ever doubt that Lu Li isn’t Lu Junhan’s biological daughter!

And thereafter, they would be discovered by Lu Junhan...

Thinking back to Lu Junhan’s ruthless tactics against the reporters.

Chen Susu and Lu Tianhua shuddered fiercely.

Regret surged in their hearts.

The saying "try to steal a chicken only to lose the bait" probably describes them perfectly!

Not long after, those reporters were all taken away for questioning.

The guests at the banquet had mostly left.

Only a few servants were cleaning up.

Living room.

Lu Junhan sat casually on the sofa.

As if he remembered something, his defined fingers picked up the paternity test report.

With eyes slightly lowered, his fingers flipped through the pages quickly, reading ten lines at a glance.

It was indeed Smir’s identification, with Smir’s unique medical seal on it.

The phrase stating there’s a 99.99% likelihood they’re biological father and daughter wasn’t fake.

It was clearly written in black and white on paper.

This paternity test report, even if the most professional and authoritative identification bodies were to verify it, they probably wouldn’t find it fake.

Song Qingwan slightly frowned, an odd expression briefly flashing on her cold face, "Fake? Who told you this was fake?"

Lu Junhan lifted his indifferent gaze from the document and fixed it on her face, frowning interrogatively:

"If it’s not fake, can it be real?"

"Of course it’s real! Didn’t you see Smir’s exclusive seal on the report? The report can be falsified, but surely not the seal?"

Lu Junhan remained silent, his gaze somberly fixed on the report, brows tightening.

Song Qingwan slightly wrinkled her brow:

"You don’t actually think I have the capability to bribe Smir into making fake reports, do you?"

"..."

Suddenly, like she figured something out, Song Qingwan cursed:

"No wonder you kept silent when the reporters asked you earlier; I thought you were hesitating how to respond, afraid to say the wrong thing, but it turns out you really believed Li Li wasn’t your daughter?"

Lu Junhan remained impassive, lifting his eyelids, and said flatly:

"I never slept with anyone, where would a child come from?"

Song Qingwan was simply speechless, "How would I know? Maybe someone who doesn’t like you secretly knocked you out and raped you or something."

"..."

"Anyway, the paternity test isn’t fake," Song Qingwan shrugged, "if you don’t believe it, you can go get it tested again at the hospital yourself, I guarantee the results will be the same. After all, when I found out Li Li was your daughter, I was so happy that I couldn’t help but test it over ten times. Luckily, each time yielded the same result."

"..."

"Besides, there’s no one else here now, why would I deceive you! There’s no benefit!"

Song Qingwan shrugged: "As for why you don’t remember, I also have no clue, but Li Li really is your biological daughter, that’s a fact."

After speaking, Song Qingwan paused briefly and continued:

"I saw you treat Li Li quite specially before, and thought you might have already tested it, so I didn’t tell you. Oh, actually, Dad knew about this early on too."

Song Qingwan: "Also the housekeeper, Nanny Zhang, Nanny Liu... uh, now that I think about it, it seems like almost everyone in the villa knows Li Li is your biological daughter, except you as her father."

"..."

Lu Junhan furrowed his brows slightly.

He pulled out a cigarette, bit it between his thin lips, eyes downcast, lighting the lighter.

Then he smoked, one puff after another, his cold and sharp side profile expression indiscernible, impossible to figure out what he was thinking.

Song Qingwan realized he might need some time to digest it.

After all, thinking of a child as someone else’s suddenly turns into one’s own, no one would stay calm.

Actually, Lu Junhan wasn’t thinking about the girl at all; the fact that Lu Li was his biological child made no difference to him.

How he treated her before is still how he will treat her now.

He’s thinking about his memory issues.

His memory has no gaps at all; he can even clearly recall events from every past day.

If he has no problems, then it’s definitely that little thing’s mother who has issues.

But what exactly the problem is, will only be clear once they find her.

Clearly, Lu Junhan’s earlier contemplation and that existential doubt on his face led Song Qingwan to misunderstand and think he couldn’t accept Lu Li being his biological daughter.

Thus, Song Qingwan called the little girl who had just showered downstairs, letting her sit opposite Lu Junhan on the sofa,

"Look at her eyes, nose, mouth, especially the eyes and nose, aren’t they so similar to yours, how could she not be your biological daughter?"

The little girl, fresh from the shower, smelled fragrant.

Wearing pink pig pajamas, nestled on the sofa, her long, dark hair cascading like a waterfall down her back.

She was a tiny little thing, with big clear black eyes, her expression earnest,

"Yeah, I said on the first day of coming here how much I look like Daddy, like we were made from the same mold, it’s you Daddy who doesn’t believe what I said!"

Lu Junhan expressionlessly raised his eyes, his deep and unfathomable gaze falling on her small face.

The little girl noticed him looking and also opened her large, clear black eyes to gaze at him.

Her long, thick, dark lashes fluttered, her fair, plump little face soft and adorable, she stared back at him sweetly.

Three seconds later, Lu Junhan withdrew his gaze, expression stoic.

His facial lines were hard and stern, without a hint of softness.

He turned his face to look at Song Qingwan, lips tugged slightly, chuckling coldly: "Do you really think I look like her?"

Song Qingwan: "..."

Uh...

One looked cold and merciless, exceptionally clever, while the other seemed silly and gullible, easy to deceive with a beckoning finger...

Indeed... not very similar.

Song Qingwan smoothly laughed: "Actually, if you look closely, Li Li does resemble her mother somewhat."

"..."

Meeting his blank gaze, Song Qingwan placed a fist to her lips and coughed lightly:

"Isn’t this better! We haven’t yet found any info on Li Li’s mom, but fortunately, through Li Li’s face, we can infer that Li Li’s mom must be a super beauty."

Song Qingwan smiled slightly and continued trying to sound reasonable:

"Think about it, such a beauty did that kind of thing with you, although you remember nothing now, but given her looks you’re not really losing out. Thinking this way, doesn’t it make you feel any better inside?"

"..."

Not at all.