Yes, who can't fake a report? Xu Chaomu didn't believe it.
Shen Cexian scoffed, "Whatever you say, I don't particularly like you anyway."
Shen Cexian was truly calm, sipping tea and then pouring out a few pills from a medicine bottle.
After swallowing the pills one by one, he casually picked up a newspaper to read.
Xu Chaomu clenched her teeth, and finally, after a long time, she spoke with a choked voice, "Shen Cexian, did you really have a relationship with my mom?"
"Once, when I was drunk," Shen Cexian said indifferently.
He didn't even look up, his eyes fixed on the newspaper.
"Why did you never think of taking me for a paternity test during all those years I was at the Shen Family?" Xu Chaomu asked.
"I never intended to acknowledge you as my daughter, so why bother with a test that would only bring me trouble?"
"Then why do you want to do it now?!" Xu Chaomu was on the verge of tears, but she held them back.
