Shen Bijun answered the phone, and a coquettish female voice came through, "Darling, I personally did the test for you, and even lost some beauty sleep over it. Remember, you owe me a favor~"
"Hmm."
"I'm so envious of you, so young yet already retiring early and living a carefree retired life. Meanwhile, I, born to toil, am truly pitiful..."
Shen Bijun interrupted her, "So, what's the result of the comparison?"
"... They are biological father and son, I've sent the electronic report to your email!"
"Thanks."
Shen Bijun hung up the phone, her brows slightly furrowed: Since she hadn't identified the wrong person, why couldn't Chu Yanshen remember her?
She took out her cellphone to check for news about Chu Yanshen.
But there wasn't even any news about past injuries or illnesses, not to mention the finance news report had disappeared as well.
There was nothing about Chu Yanshen to be found online.
The heir of the Chus was a mystery in Sea City.
From his birth, he had been chosen to be secretly groomed as the heir, with the Chus only releasing bits of information here and there, his name and photo never disclosed to the public.
No wonder she couldn't find a single clue about him in the past five years.
At this moment, Shen Qianhui rushed out driving a Chevrolet sedan.
Shen Bijun didn't have time to think further, she hopped on her motorcycle and followed closely behind.
For many years, her mother had kept a low profile, working for the Shens to earn money, and no amount of persuasion from her had been effective. Maybe today her mother would see Old Madame Shen's true colors.
One after the other, they entered the Shen residence.
After parking the car, Shen Bijun quickly walked to catch up with her mother.
Shen Qianhui saw her and joy lit up her eyes, "Junjun, have you come to your senses? That's right, from now on, you should be closer to your grandmother. We are, after all, one family."
She dreamed aloud, "Once I'm promoted to general manager, I can arrange a position for you in the Shens as well, then you'll have a job."
Shen Bijun thought to herself... There's really no need!
As they talked, they entered the living room.
Madame Lin sat in the main seat with an ashen face, while Old Madame Shen, with a head full of silver hair, sat beside her, her face piled with ingratiating smiles, talking about something.
Seeing this, Shen Qianhui was somewhat surprised, "Madame Lin is here too? What a rare visitor."
After exchanging a few courtesies, she eagerly walked towards Old Madame Shen, "Mom, about the general manager position..."
"Slap!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Old Madame Shen suddenly swung her arm around and gave her a fierce slap!
Her cheek stinging hotly, Shen Qianhui was stunned, "Mom?"
Old Madame Shen bellowed, "Stop calling me mom! I taught you manners, integrity, thrift, and humanity, I taught you to learn and to be a proper person, but I never taught you how to be a mother! You've spoiled Shen Bijun into such a lawless character, and now she has caused such a calamitous disaster!..."
After Old Madame Shen recounted the incident at the Chu's banquet, Shen Qianhui, teary-eyed, insisted, "Mom, there must be some misunderstanding. Junjun isn't that kind of person!"
Standing aside, Shen Bijun lowered her peach blossom eyes and sighed softly.
She had thought her mother, having been struck, would finally see reality for what it was, but unexpectedly, this old green tea had brainwashed Shen Qianhui again with just a few words.
And this confused mother of hers was infamously protective over her daughter.
Even when she was kicked out of the house for being pregnant before marriage, her mother had never once criticized her harshly.
As an orphan, she longed for family affection.
It was the same with the Matron, and even more so with herself.
Old Madame Shen sighed, "No matter the misunderstanding, the fact remains that she hit Miss Lin! Stop your nonsense. The Chus are very angry now. If we want to smooth this over, we must apologize to Madame Lin!"
Shen Qianhui looked towards Madame Lin, who was seated on a single sofa.
But Madame Lin lowered her head with a surprised expression, "Oh, how did my shoe get so dirty?"
Shen Qianhui stiffened.
"What are you standing around for?" Old Madame Shen reminded. "Hurry and clean it for Madame Lin!"
Shen Qianhui suddenly turned her head, looking incredulously at Old Madame Shen.
Old Madame Shen's eyelids drooped, and suddenly she stepped forward, "I just begged Madame Lin for a long time, and she agreed that as long as you apologize properly and show our sincerity, she would let Bijun go. I know you have your pride, and you can't bend your waist, it's my fault for not teaching you well. If you won't clean it, I'll do it instead..."
Seeing her about to kneel down, Shen Qianhui was so frightened that her knees buckled and she knelt, "Mother!"
But the next moment, her arm was firmly grasped.
Shen Bijun supported her mother, her peach blossom eyes smiling yet not, a hint of mockery flashing in their depths as she looked at Old Madame Shen.
Old Madame Shen's knees slightly bent, caught between kneeling and standing, her emotions no longer coherent.
She gave Shen Bijun a resentful glance.
This bitch had offended the Lins, and Madame Lin had promised her that as long as she cooperated with Madame Lin to properly humiliate Shen Qianhui, then the Lins would not hold a grudge against the Shens.
As for Shen Bijun, to hell with her!
Old Madame Shen straightened up, grabbing Shen Qianhui's hand and pretended to be concerned, "Qianhui, I know you feel wronged, seeing you like this hurts me too! But there are so many in the Shens. And even if you're not doing it for the Shens, think of Bijun! It's already not easy for her with a child, and to be targeted by the Chus further..."
For Junjun...
Shen Qianhui's tears fell in large drops, "Don't say anymore, I'll clean it..."
Shen Bijun frowned, "It's no use even if you clean it, the Lins won't let us off."
Shen Qianhui's body trembled slightly, "Junjun, it's okay, don't worry, your grandmother wouldn't deceive us."
Shen Bijun clenched her fists, knowing it was useless to say more, and shut her mouth.
Shen Qianhui took a tissue from the coffee table and squatted slowly in front of Madame Lin.
With shaking hands, she lifted Madame Lin's foot onto her knee, wiped the surface of the shoe, and then spoke, "Madame Lin, I'm sorry."
"..."
Looking down at Shen Qianhui from her high position, Madame Lin, whose husband had once harbored a secret love for her, always held a grudge. Now, seeing Shen Qianhui so humbled, Madame Lin finally smiled with satisfaction.
Old Madame Shen quickly asked, "Madame Lin, are you no longer angry?"
Madame Lin withdrew her foot, smiling as she spoke, "Mm, I will tell the Chus that the Shens have already kicked them out, this matter has nothing to do with the Shens. As for their family... the Chus won't let them off! Old Madame Shen, the Shens have no objections, right?"
Without hesitation, Old Madame Shen said, "No objections! I disowned her from our family register five years ago, we have nothing to do with each other..."
Shen Qianhui looked bewilderedly at the two, listening to their conversation, finding it unbelievable.
What did Mother just say?
Just then, someone was supporting her arm, pulling her to stand up.
Shen Bijun's eyes were very dark, like an Asura from hell, and her voice was cold,
"Mother, do you believe what I said now?"
"I believe it, so step back a bit, lest... you get caught in the crossfire."