President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Before this, Takano Cong had just read the DNA report of the two of them, and thought it would be his daughter... It turned out not to be.

But if Leng Ting is not his daughter, he is not Leng Yan, then is his throbbing feeling towards Feng Yin really just his illusion?
Yingye Cong became more and more confused.

If everything is his illusion, then he is the one with the problem.

……

The next day, Leng Ting's fever subsided, and Yingye Cong, who had been sitting with her all night, left.

Feng Yin didn't talk to him, and after he left, she gently hugged Leng Ting into her arms, but she smelled an inexplicably familiar feeling on Leng Ting.

That feeling and taste hit her nasal cavity for a moment, making her eye circles red, and she burst into tears in the next second.

There are no signs.

"Tingting, just now...did Daddy come back?"

Feng Yin felt that Leng Yan had returned.

He came to see them.

……

Yingye Cong returned to the yard and called Awei.

"Did anything special happen during the period from the inspection to the retrieval of the previous report."

Yingye Cong had read the report, but he always felt that his feelings towards Leng Ting and Feng Yin were not illusions.

How can there be such a strong and lasting illusion?

Awei thought about it carefully, and explained in detail the whole process of leaving from Takano Cong, sending the report to the laboratory, and getting it back.

"Check all the people you meet on the road, call the surveillance if necessary, and make sure to find out who they are related to."

"Yes, young master." Awei realized the seriousness of the problem, did not dare to neglect, and immediately went to prepare.

The next day, Yingye Cong hadn't received any news from Awei yet, and there was another accident at Tiantian tomorrow.

Tomorrow Tian committed suicide for the second time. Although the news did not spread this time, the leader of the Tomorrow clan brought people to the door early in the morning.

Yingye Cong arrived at the home of the patriarch Yingye, and tomorrow the patriarch's face was already gloomy.

"The marriage was planned a long time ago, now it's cancelled, Xiaotian is the jewel in my palm..."

"Tomorrow's patriarch, the cancellation of the engagement between Mingri Tian and I is a matter for the two of us, and it will not involve the cooperation between the two families. The previous cooperation between the Takano family and the Mingri family remains the same."

Yingye Cong doesn't like to beat around the bush, but this remark is a slap in the face of Tomorrow's patriarch.

"Hingye Cong, what do you mean? Are you saying I sold my daughter?"

Tomorrow's patriarch's face became even uglier.

"What I'm talking about is that the marriage contract doesn't affect the cooperation. As for the relationship, there's no way to force it. I was careless before. I'm sorry for tomorrow Tian."

Takano Cong's attitude is direct and frank, but if he has the slightest attitude of shirking responsibility, the patriarch tomorrow can grasp it, but he doesn't.

Tomorrow's patriarch was reluctant to cut off the cooperation with the Takano family, so he could only look at the Takano clan with a gloomy face.

I thought the patriarch Ying Ye would persuade Ying Ye Cong, but who knows...

"My sons and daughters have grown up and have their own ideas. Our elders can't keep up with them. It's better to let nature take its course and leave the emotional matters to them, and don't affect the relationship between the two families, don't you think?"

Patriarch Ying Ye's attitude made Patriarch Tomorrow almost explode, which was clearly out of the same nostrils as his son.

No wonder, people are family.

"Hehe... the cooperation can be postponed. My daughter is only half-lived now. How can I be in the mood to talk about business? I'm not like Patriarch Yingye, who can afford it and let it go."

The last sentence was obviously meant to be mocking, but the patriarch Ying Ye and Ying Ye Cong were not angry either, after all, they were wronged first.