President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

If it is said that last night Song Runian tried hard to give himself some psychological hints, to comfort himself that everything might just be a coincidence.

Coincidentally, although she grew up in an inelegant family, she still became an elegant lady.

It just so happened that although she took a lot of photos in her infancy, all of them were burned to ashes in the fire that year.

It just so happened that George was outspoken and liked to speculate too much about things, so he said such unrealistic possibilities.

But now, at this moment, all guesses are shattered.

Because it was clearly written on the paternity test that she and Song Shan had no blood relationship.

The DNA match between the two people is even less than ten percent.

What is this concept?

Even if you randomly grab two people you don't know at all from the street for a paternity test, it's possible that it will be higher than this.

But as long as it does not exceed 50.00%, it proves that the two people are not even relatives at the end of the branch.

Song Runian's face was as pale as paper, and her ankles became weak again and again, and she could hardly stand up.

The paternity test slipped from her fingers and began to fall to the floor.

She herself was like a fallen leaf, dangling and falling towards the ground.

"Annie!" George hurried forward to help her, his tone extremely concerned, "Are you alright?"

"George," Song Runian raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes, "I'm really... really not a child of the Song family."

George put her on the sofa with his arm, and then comforted her, "Even if it's not so what, the Song family's parents also take care of you as Qin Sheng's child, don't they?

And now, everyone likes you very much and protects you, Anne, you have to cheer up, you know! "

Just as he was comforting, a familiar voice came from the door.

"Near."

The clear breath lingered around and penetrated into the tip of Song Runian's nose.

She seemed to have suddenly found the boat she belonged to, and stretched out her hand towards Bao Sibai in aggrieved manner, wanting to hug him.

It seems that as long as he hides in Bao Si Bai's arms, he can avoid all these problems.

With distress in his eyes, Bao Sibai stepped forward and hugged Song Runian into his arms.

Song Runian didn't move even though her shirt was wet from crying.

He stroked the back of Song Runian's head with callused fingertips, wanting to comfort Song Runian a little more, "Cry, it's good to cry out."

Hearing this, Song Runian really burst into tears.

Why do you have to let her know this secret?

She would rather not know for the rest of her life, so that she can be the daughter of the Song family with peace of mind.

What's more, mom and dad are still protecting her, a child who has no blood relationship at all, until they die, paving all the way for her hard.

Obviously they have no blood relationship!

Song Runian had mixed feelings in his heart.

She flung herself into Bao Si Bai's arms, cried heartily, and finally fell asleep directly.

Bao Si Bai picked her up in his arms, ready to leave.

George hurried to catch up, clasping his hands back and forth desperately, his voice was as low as a mosquito buzzing, "Well, I'm sorry about this matter, I should have notified you earlier."

"It's nothing to do with you." Bao Sibai was very clear about right and wrong, "Nian Nian obviously guessed it by himself. I'm already very grateful that you can control her emotions and make her break down until I come."

After all, he was not absent when Song Runian needed company most.