"I, I... it's impossible, it's impossible, how could I not be a child of the Cheng Family? There must be some mistake, Grandpa, Mom and Dad, surely there's a mistake, how could I not be your child." Cheng Yijin cried as if flowers were floating in the rain, her whole being seemed heavily struck, on the brink of fainting.
Mr. Cheng and Cheng Jinyong both felt a jolt in their hearts. Xu Zongyin's investigation report was right there on the table—Cheng Yijin knew the truth since she was fifteen and accepted it calmly. After enjoying the careful treatment from the Cheng Family, she also nonchalantly accepted benefits from the Deng Family, each amount recorded clearly.
"You better look at this first and then decide if you want to keep acting." Cheng Jinyong sneered, shoving the investigation report in Cheng Yijin's face.
