"That's right..."
Ye Mingyao sneered and nodded—their switch of Ye Zhantian's sample meant that no matter what, the results would not indicate a father-son relationship.
Moreover, Ye Mingyao had secretly kept a blood sample from Xiaofeng and had already sent it to another hospital through Yuan Weiming to be tested against his own blood.
Although he knew that the person in question was likely Nan Zhifeng, not Nan Zhiqiu, and Xiaofeng was probably not his son, he still wanted to confirm it further.
Only with confirmation could he be at ease.
And then, he would have fewer worries when handling matters in the future.
"The old man really has some nerve, suspecting me like that."
The more Shen Yue'e thought about it, the more angry she became. Although she had indeed tampered with things behind the scenes, she was still outraged at being suspected by the old man.
