DF Chapter 80
by Volare“Based on existing data and DNA analysis, it supports that Song Ningqiu is Sheng Jia’s biological mother.”
These short twenty-eight words left Song Ningqiu stunned.
She looked again in disbelief.
It was still those twenty-eight words, unchanged.
Before this, she had even considered whether her mother had other children outside her knowledge but had never thought of this possibility.
How could Sheng Jia be her child?
A rare trace of confusion appeared in Song Ningqiu’s eyes.
This even made it difficult for her to feel any stormy emotions, because it was so unbelievable that it felt like stepping on clouds, light and unreal.
This feeling continued until the next day when Auntie Liu flew to Shanghai with the information she had investigated.
Auntie Liu was extremely efficient, clarifying Sheng Jia’s family and relative situation in just three days. It was basically the same as what Song Ningqiu had heard from Fu Minglang.
A father who gambled and had a tendency towards domestic violence, a weak mother who was slowly growing and gradually learning how to love her, and uncles who were mean and stared at the orphaned mother and daughter like wolves, but were eventually dealt with by Sheng Jia. As for the mother’s side of the family, they had not had any contact with them for many years.
And absolutely no one on either side had any family relationship with the Song family.
Song Ningqiu read these materials very, very slowly, especially when she saw Sheng Jia’s specific growth experience, it was so slow that it was unbelievable, as if she was engraving this little girl into her mind word by word. As she read, for some reason, her eyes became a little sore.
She saw Sheng Jia’s hand being pushed away when she wanted her mother as a child. She also saw Sheng Jia running out of the house alone to avoid the arguments at home when she was young. Even more, she saw how the young Sheng Jia took her mother’s hand and led her towards a new life.
She saw those carefully cut out financial posters of herself and other well-known successful people in Sheng Jia’s room.
Sheng Jia was like a poplar struggling to grow in the desert, absorbing all the nutrients from the surroundings, working hard to live, working hard to complete her studies, and working hard to create a better life.
Even if Song Ningqiu still didn’t feel real about the fact that she might be her daughter at this moment, her heart gave feedback before her brain. She was sincerely feeling sorry for her. She couldn’t believe, let alone imagine, that her daughter had been living such a life for so many years.
Living so hard and so stubbornly.
All her emotional fluctuations were hidden in her eyes, and there was no expression on her face. It took a long time before she finished reading the information, and then met Auntie Liu’s hesitant expression.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Auntie Liu frowned, but still explained the other information she had found that was not put on paper: “You asked me to check whether the Song family and Sheng Jia had any intersection. After checking three generations on both sides, I decided to check other intersections. Later, I found that you only had one intersection with the Sheng family.”
“Eighteen years ago, you were still in the factory when you were about to give birth, and you were subsequently taken to the hospital in Jingjiang closest to the factory, and Ms. Sheng Huaiying happened to be giving birth on that day as well.”
“What did you say?” Song Ningqiu’s eyes sharpened. This piece of information, plus the parentage report she received last night, was enough for her to deduce that if something went wrong, the problem would most likely be at this time.
Eighteen years ago, Song Ningqiu had only been in charge of Song’s Heavy Industry for two years. Although she had basically integrated the group’s power and had great power, because her development concept was somewhat different from Song Yumei’s, she often went to the grassroots level and factories in those years.
She was in the most critical period of a project she was bidding for in Jingjiang when she was about to give birth to Song Ji’an. She specifically went to the factory for inspection, and then, due to an emergency, she temporarily went to Jingjiang’s Municipal Hospital.
But Jingjiang’s urban development was not ideal that year, and even the facilities in the Municipal Hospital were not very complete. Especially at that time, it was only half a month after the tsunami, and most of the city was under reconstruction. The beds in the Municipal Hospital were in short supply. Even Song Ningqiu could only make do in a multi-person ward, but only the next day, Song Yumei rushed over overnight, bringing a special plane to send her back to the Meng family’s private hospital in the neighboring city.
Later, when Song Ji’an was three years old, Song Yumei passed away. From then on, Song Ji’an was her only relative in this world, entrusting all her emotions and her mother’s expectations for the future of the Song family.
If she was told now that Sheng Jia was her real child, then who would Ji’an’s child be?
And all the emotions that she and her mother had entrusted, at this moment, had it become an absurd joke?
Song Ningqiu’s hand holding the information tightened, and her fingertips turned white from the force.
She closed her eyes and forcibly stabilized the complexity in her heart.
Then, she took out two pre-prepared strands of hair and handed them to Auntie Liu.
“I want you to take the first one to do a parentage report, and the second one is missing someone’s DNA, you need to find a way to get it,” Song Ningqiu’s eyes were sharp at this moment, she stared firmly at Auntie Liu, and slowly said: “That person is called Sheng Huaiying, I will give you five days to do this. You cannot tell anyone.”
Auntie Liu pursed her lips. Even though she didn’t know whose hair was in it, the past few days of investigation and Song Ningqiu’s attitude made her a little frightened. And Song Ningqiu’s special instructions in the last sentence, who that anyone was, was almost self-evident. Who the two people undergoing the test were was also transparent to Auntie Liu.
Her heart was stormy, and her hand holding the plastic-sealed bag was shaking a little.
She didn’t know why Song always wanted to send her and Miss Ji’an’s hair for testing, but a mother wanting to check whether her child had a parentage relationship with her could already explain the problem, not to mention that one of the other two subjects was Sheng Huaiying.
She lowered her head, subconsciously not wanting to look at Song Ningqiu, and only said: “Sheng Huaiying is not in Jingjiang recently, she went to a neighboring province to travel. And she herself is not a person who likes to go out and travel. The last time she traveled was on the eve of Miss Sheng Jia wanting to deal with her uncles.”
“What do you want to say?” Song Ningqiu looked at her, her eyes clear.
But everyone is smart, even if Auntie Liu subconsciously favored Song Ji’an and wanted to explain some of her thoughts before the results came out, she would never admit it.
She just smiled, “Song may have to give me some time, it is not easy to get Sheng Huaiying’s hair during her trip.”
“I’ll give you a week,” Song Ningqiu was silent for a moment before waving to Auntie Liu.
Auntie Liu quickly said goodbye to her, but Song Ningqiu collapsed on the sofa as if she had lost all her strength.
She knew what Auntie Liu was saying, she was subtly reminding that no matter what happened this time, perhaps it was related to Sheng Jia herself? Just like she and Song Ji’an personally solved her uncles.
The Opter auction was such a big deal, everyone knew, and people like Auntie Liu who were already employed in Song’s knew the inside story, so it was not difficult for her to have such a guess.
Even Song Ningqiu herself would feel that everything was wrong, as if there was a faint thread connecting everything, like a troubling ball of fluff, making it impossible to find the beginning and the end.
But so what?
At least at this moment, she had confirmed one thing – Sheng Jia was her daughter. No matter how many misunderstandings, how much darkness, and how many calculations there were, this matter was an undeniable fact.
Before everything has been investigated, it is too unfair to Sheng Jia, a minor child, to speculate arbitrarily about her.
And after Song Ningqiu discovered Auntie Liu’s attitude, she could see further into the future.
The people closest to Song Ji’an were also the people Song Ningqiu trusted the most, and their closeness and protection of Ji’an might lead to differential treatment of Sheng Jia.
People cannot control other people’s feelings. Auntie Liu and the others accompanied Ji’an from childhood, so it is normal to have such thoughts.
But in the future, if Sheng Jia is willing to return to her side, she will have to face not only Auntie Liu and the others, but also more of Song Yumei’s old friends, Song Ningqiu’s old friends. They have been taking care of Ji’an since childhood, almost treating Ji’an as their own child. So many years of feelings are not so easy to erase. Sheng Jia can easily feel the difference between distance and closeness when facing them.
More importantly, herself.
Song Ningqiu could keenly perceive the difficulties Sheng Jia might face once she knew the truth, but at this moment she could not guarantee that she would be able to treat the two children fairly.
Once the mother fails, it may be a greater harm to Sheng Jia.
When she was a child, Song Yumei was not at home, so she raised puppies and kittens for her. The two fluffy little creatures were extremely cute. She called herself their sister, but did what a mother should do to take care of them. Later, she found that she could not truly treat them fairly, even if she tried her best to give them equal attention, there would always be times when she showed partiality without even realizing it.
People’s preferences have priorities, and they are even more divided by reasons.
Puppies are more lively than kittens, more likely to act spoiled, and more clingy, so she will naturally put more attention on her.
Her personal experience told her that a person cannot achieve complete fairness and justice.
Song Ji’an and Sheng Jia are not kittens and puppies, they are living people who are more thoughtful and more able to think.
One is the daughter she has tried her best to spoil for many years, and the other is her biological daughter who has never fulfilled her mother’s responsibility and has had very little interaction with.
In this situation, even if she is fair, it may be a kind of harm and sin to Sheng Jia.
What’s more, Sheng Jia may not be willing to coexist with Song Ji’an after knowing the truth, so what should she do in this situation?
So many things were blocked together at the same time, almost drowning people completely.
Thousands of thoughts flooded into her mind, and Song Ningqiu had not felt this tired for many years.
But at this moment, she was eager to return home.
At the moment when she didn’t know that Sheng Jia was her daughter, she could still treat her rationally and calmly when she saw her fall in a pool of blood, but at this moment, when she recalled that dazzling red, her heart seemed to be pierced by needles.
If Sheng Jia knew that she was her biological mother, would she be disheartened when she thought of her reaction that day?
A tear welled up in the corner of Song Ningqiu’s eyes because of the pain. It took her a long time to wipe it away, and then she took out her mobile phone and dialed Fu Minglang’s number.
The phone rang several times before it was connected, with some noise mixed in. Song Ningqiu vaguely heard Sheng Jia’s voice.
“Sheng Jia! Did you give the apple to Meng Yeran!”
“I didn’t, she snatched it herself.”
“Didn’t you say you didn’t like eating fruit very much and gave it to me?”
Then there were the sounds of several girls making a fuss.
“Ningqiu? What’s the matter?” Fu Minglang’s voice interrupted the noise. She had obviously changed to a quieter room.
“It’s nothing, I just called to ask how Sheng Jia is doing.”
“She woke up the day before yesterday, and her arm is recovering well. She will be discharged from the hospital in another week,” Fu Minglang said, “How is your summit?”
“Not bad,” Song Ningqiu tried to say as usual: “I’m preparing to go back the day after tomorrow. I’m optimistic about several emerging technology companies this time, and I’m preparing to allocate an investment to them when I go back.”
Saying that, she lowered her voice and slowly said: “Aunt Fu, I want to go to the hospital to see Sheng Jia the day after tomorrow, but before that, I want to talk to you.”
Fu Minglang pretended not to know, “What’s the matter?”
“I’ll talk about it then. Have you been in Haiyao recently?”
“Yes, I’ve been here all this time.”
“That’s good, I’ll go to your villa to find you then.”
After speaking, Song Ningqiu chatted with Fu Minglang for a few more words and hung up the phone.
Her eyes changed for a while, and in the end, she only sighed softly.
She always had a premonition that Fu Minglang might be able to answer her questions and doubts that she didn’t know about.
Even in this phone call, Fu Minglang seemed to be waiting for her to come.