She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"To be precise, it's suspected."

Mr. Yan did not deny this.

No matter what Yan Lang said, he had to lure people to the Yan family first. Only by keeping Yan Lang under his nose could he prevent him from finding clues before the Yan family.

"Okay, it's suspected. Then let's go to the hospital first and do a paternity test with Siyu." Professor Yan didn't want to go to Yan's house.

You didn't even change your clothes? Why are you going to the hospital in such a hurry?

"That won't do. Let's go home first." Regardless of Yan Lang's objections, Old Master Yan asked Yan Zhan to drive the car home.

When the car arrived at Yan's house, Professor Yan's face turned black.

"Professor Yan, the guest room at home is ready. If you don't like it, you can change to a hotel in the evening."

Yan Zhan opened the car door for Professor Yan and gave him some advice.

Yan Lang felt embarrassed to provoke the outstanding junior who was so respectful and polite in front of him.

He hasn't been to City C for more than ten years, and has never been to the Yan family again.

Since I'm here this time, I will definitely not stay at Yan's house.

We also need to contact our younger brother and sister-in-law.

It would be fine if you didn't come, but since you're back, I must go to visit.

However, before that, a paternity test must be done.

The Yan family has not changed much since a decade ago. Although Old Man Yan never mentioned it over the years, he still has a missing second son.

No one can be seen alive, and no body can be seen dead.

He hopes that this son will come back one day.

Therefore, the house was kept as original as possible.

At about 4:30 in the afternoon, the Yan family father and son, who had rested well, came out of the guest room.

Yan Zhan is no longer in the old house.

"Are we going to the hospital now?" Professor Yan was anxious.

He wants to do a paternity test as soon as possible.

"Why don't you and Xiaoshan eat something first?" Old Master Yan was a little hesitant.

Maybe it's because I'm homesick.

"No, let's go do a paternity test first." Professor Yan wore a sweater with a vest on the outside and a pair of glasses, looking very bookish.

Yan Rushan was dressed casually, as if he was on vacation.

He had no objection to his father's suggestion and was eating an apple in his hand.

"You're too anxious." Yan Zhentian sighed, "Actually, I haven't told Siyu about this yet."

"Why don't you say it?" Professor Yan adjusted his glasses and stared at him.

"Si Yu just had a car accident and is emotionally unstable. If we tell her now that she might not be the biological child of the Yan family, she might not be able to bear it." Yan Zhentian thought about it and decided to wait until Si Yu was discharged from the hospital before doing anything else.

Of course, if the paternity test comes out and the whole story is investigated, I still have to communicate with Siyu.

Now no one can figure out whether she is a victim or a beneficiary.

"How about this, if the investigation reveals that she is a fake daughter who was swapped, you should continue to support her. After all, you have been raising her for more than ten years and have developed feelings for her."

Professor Yan's eyes turned and he suggested, "If we rashly kick her out of the house, outsiders will say that the Yan family is cold-blooded and heartless."

Yan Zhentian didn't know what he was up to: "If she is innocent, then she is the adopted granddaughter of the Yan family. When she grows up, gets married and has children, I will naturally prepare a dowry for her. There will be no difference between her and my own children."

However, if she was the beneficiary, then even if the child was innocent, the Yan family would not tolerate her.

Yan Zhentian rubbed his eyebrows. This was a very difficult thing.

"But what if there is still a granddaughter?" Professor Yan asked tentatively.

"Of course I have to recognize the Yan family!" Yan Zhentian stared, is there any need to say this?

"Why not let me take him back to the imperial capital?" Professor Yan suggested, looking at Yan Zhentian's dark face.