Chapter 61: Lin Wangsheng, You’re Done For

“Xiaokang has only ever seen a photo of my mom, yet with just one look, he noticed that Weiwei bears some resemblance to her.”

As he spoke, he turned to Ye Bingyu and asked, “Xiaoyu, you’ve seen the photo too. Don’t you think so?”

Ye Bingyu replied, “I did see that photo, but since Grandma passed away so many years ago, I didn’t dare to look at it too closely. I didn’t pay much attention to whether they look alike or not.”

“It’s fine. We have the photo at home. I’ll have someone send it over.”

Ye Bingyu hesitated as if she wanted to say something but held back.

Lin Wangsheng was about to explain when Ye Bingyu stopped him with a look.

Pale-faced, she turned to Ye Junsheng and asked, “Dad, if I’m really not your biological daughter, and my sister is… what happens then?”

Her question stunned Ye Junsheng.

“Xiaoyu, when did you find out about this?”

“Just today.”

“Really?”

“It’s true, Dad. My sister suddenly showed up at the hotel today. At first, I thought it was strange, but when everything was laid out, I finally understood—she was actually here to meet you.”

Ye Junsheng gazed at her deeply. She had been with them since she was ten years old. Over the years, she had made small mistakes, been a little rebellious during her teenage years, but overall, she was a good child.

He believed her when she said she had only learned the truth today.

Of course, Ye Bingyu wasn’t lying. If she had known earlier that Lin Bingwei was their biological daughter, she would have never let them meet—let alone invited her in so eagerly.

As Ye Junsheng continued staring at her, Ye Bingyu’s voice took on a choked tone. “So, Dad, am I really not your biological daughter?”

Ye Junsheng averted his gaze uneasily.

Lin Wangsheng was growing both furious and anxious, his mind spinning.

They said that wretched girl, Lin Bingwei, resembled the old lady of their family—but was that really true?

The old lady had been dead for so many years, and photos often didn’t look like the real person anyway.

So what if they refused to admit it? What could the Ye family do about it?

Even if what Xiaoyu said about the paternity test was true, it wasn’t something that could be verified immediately.

A year was long enough for countless things to happen—who could guarantee whether an accident or the truth would arrive first?

Thinking along these lines, Lin Wangsheng decided to stick to his denial.

“I don’t know whether what you’re saying is true or not, but we definitely didn’t switch the two kids. Brother Ye, back then, your family moved abroad and left such a tiny child with us. We raised her for you, and now you’re accusing us of swapping them? We helped you, and this is how you repay us?”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to raise a child who can’t talk or walk? My own daughter barely had enough milk, and because we took in another child, neither of them had enough to eat. If I had known it would come to this, forget three thousand— even if you had offered me thirty thousand, I wouldn’t have agreed!”

Saying this, he even started feeling aggrieved, recalling the time when they had just taken in the two children.

At that time, he had assumed that Ye Junsheng and his wife would return soon, so he hadn’t mistreated anyone.

Although they had intended to switch the children from the start, they had been too young and too scared to actually go through with it at first. They hesitated for a long time.

They had agreed that if the Ye couple returned and instantly recognized their own child, then they wouldn’t go through with the swap. So, in the beginning, they treated both children well—after all, they had taken money for it.

But one year passed, then two, then three, then five. After five years without any news, they began to suspect that the Ye couple had either died abroad or had another child and abandoned this one.

It wasn’t until the girl turned five or six that they started treating her differently.

When neighbors asked why they always scolded the younger daughter, they claimed she was dull-witted and not as smart as her sister.

“If she couldn’t study well, of course she had to do more chores,” they had said.

Then, when the girls were ten, it wasn’t the Ye couple who came—it was their friends.

There was no possibility of being recognized then. Whoever they said was the Ye family’s daughter, that’s who it was.

Thinking about all this, Lin Wangsheng felt that they weren’t to blame for how things had turned out. If anything, it was Ye Junsheng and his wife’s fault for not coming to retrieve the child earlier.

Ye Junsheng was enraged by his words. “You say you raised my daughter, and we are grateful for that. That’s why we agreed to take your family to the city and help you find work. But the reality is that you didn’t raise her properly—you abused her!”

“Abused her?!” Lin Wangsheng shoved Ye Bingyu forward and shouted, “Your daughter is right here! Ask the neighbors how I treated her. I might have neglected my own daughter, but I never treated her badly! Was that not enough?”

“But Xiaoyu—”

“Enough! Don’t give me that ‘she’s not your biological daughter’ nonsense. If you want to prove it, show me some evidence. Otherwise, this is just slander! I’ve never seen someone like you—helping someone only to be treated like an enemy. If you really believe Xiaoyu isn’t yours, then I’ll take her away.”

With that, he turned to Ye Bingyu and said, “Xiaoyu, did you hear that? They don’t want you anymore—just because of a few words from some outsiders. Over a decade of father-daughter bond means nothing compared to some rumors. They don’t want you anymore, so come with me. Our Lin family will raise you. After all, I’ve raised you for ten years.”

In the end, he wasn’t losing anything. This daughter had received a Western education—she’d have no trouble finding a good job.

She was also pretty. If she married into a wealthy family in the future, their family wouldn’t have to worry about money.

Tears streamed down Ye Bingyu’s face as Lin Wangsheng pulled her along. But even as she cried, her tear-filled eyes remained locked onto Ye Junsheng.

“Dad.”

Ye Junsheng’s heart clenched. He stepped forward and forcefully pulled Lin Wangsheng’s hand away. “Xiaoyu, I never said I didn’t want you. Come with me.”

Lin Wangsheng sneered. “Oh? So you want both daughters now?”

Ye Junsheng pulled Ye Bingyu behind him protectively and said, “You’re right. I can’t just rely on facial resemblance and a few words from outsiders to determine the truth. That wouldn’t be fair to Xiaoyu, Weiwei, or even you. I’ll contact my friends overseas and have blood samples sent for testing. We’ll rely on the data to reveal the truth.”

With that, he took Ye Bingyu and left.

The villagers pointed and whispered among themselves.

“They said they’re sending blood abroad for testing—does that mean they’ll find out who the real daughter is?”

Lin Wangsheng, still fuming, ignored the question.

“Is that really possible? That kind of test can actually tell the truth? Hey, why don’t you just do a blood-dripping recognition test? I heard that’s accurate.”

“You old hag, what do you know? Blood-dripping recognition isn’t reliable at all! Foreigners are way ahead in science. If they say they can test it, then they probably can. Lin Wangsheng, you’re done for.”

Lin Wangsheng’s face twisted with fury, and he shot a murderous glare at the speaker. “Zhang Erwa, you’re the one who’s done for! I didn’t switch the kids—at most, I just… made a mistake in handling things!”