When Su Zhinian entered the house, Song Qingnian was already sitting on the sofa. She probably had a headache, and her fingers were rubbing her temple on the left.

Su Zhinian did not sit down anxiously, but went to the restaurant first and gave Song Qingchun a cup of warm water.

When Su Zhinian put the cup in front of Song Qingchun, a very small and clear sound came out. Song Qingchun stopped rubbing his temples. After two seconds, he sat upright and opened his eyes.

Su Zhinian sat directly opposite her, even though he looked a little haggard, but did not affect his nobleness and beauty at all.

Ten days have passed since Song Qingchun knew the truth.

Although ten days is not long, it is not short, not to mention that time has always had the ability to heal wounds quietly, enough for one person to accept an unacceptable fact.

At this time, she was much calmer than in Su Zhinian's villa ten days ago. She didn't call his name and asked directly: "About, you are my father and son, what evidence do you have?" ?"

"Yes." Su Zhinian answered very simply.

"Can you show me?" Song Qingchun asked.

Su Zhinian stared at a piece of red plum outside the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, and then nodded gently, saying, "Okay."

After a short pause, he stood up: "Wait a moment."

Song Qingchun said, "Uh".

Su Zhinian left her villa.

In fact, Su Zhinian would not carry it with him on weekdays, but he went out in a hurry and picked up the suitcase that he was going to France, and the document happened to be in his suitcase.

Su Zhinian opened the mezzanine of the suitcase, and from that inside a brown file bag, folded back to Song Qingchun's villa.

He sat back on the sofa, raised his head, glanced at Song Qingchun who was staring out of the window, and then placed the document on the desktop, pressed it with his fingertips, and pushed it gently in front of her.

Ten seconds after Su Zhinian's hand was retracted, Song Qingchun pulled her eyes out of the window. She glanced down at the brown file bag, swallowing a spit like she was courageous enough. Picking up the file bag, slowly untied the red rope wrapped around the seal.

Song Qingchun opened the file and pulled a thick stack of white paper out of it.

Opening the cover, jumped into the eyes of "DNA paternity test" a few words.

The names are Su Zhinian and Song Menghua.

Some common sense about DNA paternity testing was learned in Song Qingnian high school.

A half-brother or half-brother or sister can't directly do DNA identification, only sisters and brothers.

If a half-brother or half-brother or sister wants to do DNA testing, they must rely on their common father or mother.

To put it simply, she and Su Zhinian can only rely on their common father, Song Menghua, to determine whether they are siblings or not.

She is the biological daughter of Song Menghua. This is the fact that there is no doubt about it. Therefore, the paternity test of Su Zhinian and Song Menghua is the key to whether he and she are relatives or sisters.

There are not many paternity tests, there are many professional terms in the middle, and Song Qingchun is not particularly understandable.

However, she still read it carefully word by word.

The room was very quiet, and occasionally there was a sound of her looking through the paper.

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