"Guo Cuihua," Zhuang Jingshu could hardly maintain her composure, shrieking, "When did I ever mention Chuxia?"
She looked at Mother Lin, her eyes filled with overwhelming anger, trembling with rage.
Even at this point, she still refused to admit it.
In pursuit of her biological daughterâs wealth and glory, she abandoned all dignity, relentlessly slandering Chuxia.
What kind of life has Chuxia been living these past twenty-some years?
"If not her, who else could have said this to you?"
Mother Lin increasingly felt that Lin Chuxia was behind it all.
That little brat was very sly; someone as rich as Zhuang Jingshuâcould she let her go?
If she could truly let her go, she wouldnât have gotten her to finance the construction of a factory.
Zhuang Jingshu laughed coldly, glancing towards the courtyard gate.
By this time, many elders from Daqing Mountain Village had gathered at the entrance.
This was exactly the outcome she wanted.
She took this trip personally to secure a future for Chuxia.
"Chuxia never said anything to me; the birthmark was something I mentioned offhand."
With her words, Mother Lin and Lin Jiayiâs expressions changed yet again.
What unsettled them further was the villagersâ gossip.
"So there wasnât a birthmark, huh? I thought Guangshanâs wife really mixed up the children, sending her own daughter to recognize a wealthy mother and swapping the real daughter."
"Even if the birthmark was mentioned casually, did you see Guangshanâs wifeâs reaction? I think, maybe a casual remark hit the mark."
"I saw it too. If she didnât do anything wrong, what is she guilty about? Just now, Mom Jia Dong clearly seemed guilty, even scolded Chuxia. Iâve watched that girl grow up; sheâs not one to lie or stir trouble."
"Youâre right; Chuxiaâs been such a good girl since she was little, but her mother doesnât care for her, mostly beating or starving her; among the kids, she worked the hardest and got the least, perhaps sheâs not her biological daughter after all..."
Mother Linâs face grew darker and darker, sneaking a glance at Zhuang Jingshu, seeing her also with a grim expression.
Donât ask; she must have heard those remarks too.
Regretting why she didnât invite her in to speak quietly.
Blame her carelessness; she thought after picking up Jiayi, sheâd leave.
As the conversation went on, more outrageous, Mother Lin couldnât help but charge forward to drive people away, "What do you know? Stop gossiping here, leave, all of you leave..."
But at this moment, with such a spectacle of the Lin Familyâs daughter and her wealthy biological mother, the whole village was abuzz with gossip for so long, suddenly thereâs a twist, who would leave? Who wouldnât want to see the outcome?
Unable to drive people away, Mother Lin could only face off with Zhuang Jingshu.
"Sis, you can eat nonsense, but you canât talk nonsense. If you donât care for Jiayi and donât want your biological daughter, just say so, no need to slander me. Iâve raised my daughter to this age; Iâm not about to hand her over to anyone else. Whether you want her or not, I can still raise her."
Anyway, she stood firm on this issue; what else could she do?
Lin Jiayi timely opened her mouth, no longer calling Mom, putting on a grievances air.
"If you have any issues with me, you can target me directly. My mom raised me for over twenty years; I canât let her suffer this grievance. Since you donât care for me, letâs pretend we never knew each other; please leave."
Her words kept her heart pounding.
She didnât know what to do if Zhuang Jingshu really left. She never thought things would come to light.
Now, she just hoped what Ms. Zhuang said was mere talk, ultimately taking her away, she must surely confirm once again.
Her mother stood firm; she played the trick of retreating to advance, maybe there might be a turnaround.
But ultimately, they were left disappointed.
Zhuang Jingshu calmly extended her hand, Zhuang Yang immediately handed her a document.
She didnât intend to let Mother Lin and Lin Jiayi see it, but addressed everyone present, "The birthmark was indeed an offhand remark I made, of course, confirming oneâs child isnât necessarily marked; the blood flowing in their veins is the best evidence. This is a DNA report, perhaps some present havenât heard of this termâsimply, itâs taking two peopleâs blood to a lab for analysis, confirming whether these blood samples have a parent-child relationship. This technology isnât yet available domestically but exists abroad, hence it took so long; the result is there is no biological relationship between me and Lin Jiayi."
Her words caused an uproar among the crowd.
Many began to discuss Mother Lin and Lin Jiayiâs greed and audaciousness.
Some were concerned about the DNA report.
"Do you think DNA is really that impressive? Can it really determine if two people are mother and daughter?"
The spoken personâs words made Lin Jiayi feel a renewed sense of hope, but before she could do anything, another person spoke.
"Nonsense, thatâs lab-tested; Iâve heard the lab has many precise instruments, what canât they test? Besides, taking two peopleâs blood for examinationâheard about the old drop of blood test? If Lin Jiayi were truly born from that womanâs womb, could the blood be different?"
Zhuang Jingshu no longer listened to the villagersâ gossip, directly looking at Mother Lin, "So, where is my daughter?"
She saw Mother Linâs eyes bulging, wanting to say something, reminding sternly, "I hope youâve thought it over before speaking. I can do one DNA test, so I can do a second. You exploited my search for my child, using a random person to impersonate my daughter to deceive me for wealth and property; if pursued, it constitutes fraud, and thatâs imprisonment!"
The word âimprisonmentâ caused Mother Lin to shudder.
She quickly shook her head, "I... I didnât deceive, I just made a mistake."
Yes, she just made a mistake.
"The two children grew up together; I canât remember clearly which is yours and which is mine."
With those words, the site burst into laughter.
How could she misremember?
Moreover, the two children are not the same age; bystanders wouldnât remember incorrectly, how could she, a mother raising the child since childhood, remember wrongly?
Mother Lin didnât care how others viewed it; she couldnât go to jail.
Heard thereâs not enough food, must work, life is hard.
"Sis, I really made a mistake; Jiayi is not your daughter, it is Chuxia, Chuxia is your daughter, definitely wonât be mistaken this time. Iâve only raised these two daughters, Sis, seeing Iâve raised Chuxia to adulthood, arranged a good marriage for her, spare me this time. I truly made a mistake; after all, Iâve raised Chuxia for over twenty years, if not merit, at least some toil, right?"
Knowing this answer, Zhuang Jingshuâs heart felt more anguished.
Her Chuxia, her poor daughter.
"Guo Cuihua, you never made a mistake from the start; if you did, there wouldnât be such a vast difference in treatment between the two children. You held your own daughter close while stepping all over mine. Today, I state clearly, for your past care of my daughter, I can overlook the past. From now on, I and Chuxia sever all ties with the Lin Family, never to be involved again, otherwise, it will be our time of reckoning."