Ji Qingxin supported her belly as she moved forward. Her voice was not loud, but each word struck like a dagger at Qiao An, "The scientific test results, you say impossible? Is it true just because you say so without any proof?"
Chen Min sneered, mockingly saying, "Qiao An, why don't you go back and ask your mother? Which man did she have an affair with to give birth to you and then shamelessly tell you that you are Zhicheng's daughter? Now I understand, like mother, like daughter! Today has really been an eye-opener!"
Qiao An swayed, seemingly unable to bear the blow. Her legs gave out, and she fell to the ground.
Sprawling on the ground, she slowly lifted her head, her pale face was incredibly jarring.
"Mr. Ji, my mother could never lie to me. You know what kind of person my mother is, she's not like that, she's not! There must be some misunderstanding. We... we should do the DNA test again!"
"Enough!"
