Yu Jingrong pulled out the entire blood kinship report about Shi Yihan.
Her little hand trembling slightly, her pale face wide-eyed. When she saw the results of the identification on the report, she widened her eyes in disbelief, a shred of bloodshot crossing her gaze, her lips turning pale too.
A moment later, she said to Li Chengyun, "Although I had suspected it, suspicion is just that - suspicion. After all, we have been friends for so many years. I really wished I was being overly suspicious because no one would want their good friend to be deceiving them. But when it's confirmed, it's still hard to accept."
Li Chengyun responded calmly, "But there are some things that, no matter how hard it is to accept, you still have to accept them."
Yu Jingrong nodded, "I know."
