For a moment, Yu Yang didn’t know how to respond.
Every word that man spoke was so firm that she didn’t even have the courage to argue.
During the few years she had lived with that couple, many people had actually remarked that she didn’t seem like their biological child.
Yu Yang was about to leave.
Pei Yuheng said slowly and deliberately, “I’ll see you home!”
Unquestionable, intimidating.
Yu Yang sat in the passenger seat, staring at the dazzling, distorted lights of the night outside, her mood far from relaxed as usual.
Who could relax in a car with their ex?!
If someone could, she would spin three times on the ground out of sheer disbelief.
Her eyes unconsciously fell on his hands on the steering wheel—well-proportioned, fair, knuckled. These were the same hands that had once cooked and washed for her. Thinking about it, Yu Yang sighed.
If she had known Pei Yuheng would become her direct superior, she definitely wouldn’t have been so harsh when they broke up.
Leave a little respect for the future!
Now, she could forget it.
With Pei Yuheng’s vengeful nature, Yu Yang felt her freedom slipping away.
Soon, she would be thrown into the film crew, one project after another—successfully wearing her out.
“We’ve arrived.”
Pei Yuheng’s voice was cold, tinged with an indescribable emotion.
Yu Yang rolled her eyes.
“Thanks, little uncle!”
She hadn’t planned to sabotage herself while getting back at him, but seeing Pei Yuheng’s annoyingly serious expression made her want to push it further.
His hands tightened on the steering wheel. Watching her walk away, those three words drained the color from his face.
Yu Yang didn’t even realize how she fell asleep. When she woke up, clutching her head, she groggily looked out the window.
The night had been torture—dreams of all kinds, people of all kinds.
Her head felt ready to explode.
The doorbell kept ringing relentlessly.
Seeing Pei Yucheng, Yu Yang’s first instinct was to retreat.
In the end, she had no choice but to go with him to a professional hospital for a paternity test.
The sharp smell of disinfectant assaulted her senses, making her sniff irritably.
She was twenty-eight. Whoever her biological parents were didn’t really matter that much anymore.
She had to admit—she didn’t want to get tangled in any familial “romance” with Pei Yuheng.
After all these years, she had never let go of him.
If the paternity test really proved she was Pei Yucheng’s daughter, she truly didn’t know how she would face Pei Yuheng.
Pei Yucheng feigned concern. “Are you afraid?”
“No, I’m just thinking about something.”
He left her a back to ponder, but his mouth didn’t stop moving.
“I actually knew you were my daughter. A few days ago, I hadn’t planned to let your mother come, but unexpectedly she overheard me talking to someone and came all the way from Kyoto to Jiangcheng. You probably don’t know—during all these years you were gone, your mother missed you terribly.”
Yu Yang suddenly thought of all those harassing messages.
Her mind conjured up the ridiculous plots of over-the-top wealthy family novels.
“You two… don’t seem to get along!”
“No, that’s just your illusion. Your mother loves me the most!”
The voice shook her, leaving Yu Yang momentarily at a loss for words.
If it were real love, why would the woman claiming to be her mother say those things on her phone?
Pei Yucheng slowly approached her.
“Her mind isn’t very sound. Just listen to her words; you don’t need to take them too seriously.”
Yu Yang replied with a shallow “Hmm.”
After a long wait, the results finally came out.
Seeing that she truly was their biological daughter, Yu Yang slumped, letting go of the documents in her hands.
Pei Yucheng looked at her unhappy expression in confusion.
“What’s wrong? Does being my daughter embarrass you?”
“No, Mr. Pei!”
Yu Yang clasped her hands, her expression dazed. Reluctantly, she had to admit—data doesn’t lie, and she had been watching the test.
After finishing a call, Pei Yucheng walked over to her side.
“I heard from your manager that you recently have an event in Kyoto. At that time, I’ll announce that you are my biological daughter, Pei Yucheng’s daughter.”
Yu Yang opened her mouth slightly, but no words came out.
After a long pause, she finally spoke.
“Can we not announce it? It’s enough that we know our relationship. I don’t want everyone to know. Yu Yang is just Yu Yang. Everything I’ve achieved is because of myself, not because of anyone else.”
Yu Yang didn’t know if this “biological father” before her was looking through her or past her, but she truly didn’t want this ridiculous incident made public.
“Fine. But you must attend the family banquet.”
“I know.”
Yu Yang stared blankly at the cloudy, dim sunlight above. The rain had just stopped, and the air smelled of dust. She felt a dizzying sense she couldn’t describe.
Where Yu Yang couldn’t see, a black SUV was parked under a massive tree. The window slowly rolled down. Fingers holding a cigarette flicked the ash, scattering it lightly.
Pei Yuheng looked at his phone.
With a bang, the phone smashed against the car window on the other side, shattering into pieces.
Song Li walked over to Yu Yang.
“What did the results say?”
“Is he really your dad?!”
“Why aren’t you saying anything? I’m about to die of anxiety!”
Yu Yang suddenly hugged Song Li. Her long-suppressed composure completely collapsed.
“Song Li… why… why does it have to be him?!”
Song Li looked at the papers in the folder, then at Yu Yang, who was clearly distraught.
“Don’t be upset. This is already a done deal!
“Besides, having a wealthy father like this, you should be happy! I just don’t understand why you’re sulking.
“If it were me, I’d be running around naked by now!”
Yu Yang gave Song Li a look, and Song Li immediately shut up.
Yu Yang didn’t even notice when Song Li had left.
When her thoughts returned, she realized the sky had turned dark. She stood up, and her leg collided violently with the table, forcing her to curl up on the sofa, clutching her leg in pain.
Tears streaked deeper at the corner of her eyes.
Yu Yang cried for Pei Yuheng.
For others, a reunion after years apart might mean a fresh start.
For her and Pei Yuheng, it was the last time they could meet under the guise of lovers.
She didn’t know how she managed to stand. The curtains swayed in the wind, the rain suddenly intensified, shaking the branch outside, looking weak and lifeless.
Her usual spirit seemed gone.
In the night, her phone screen suddenly lit up.
Yu Yang saw a glaring red dot appear in her contacts’ new friends page.
She clicked it, and in the reply box lay a single sentence:
[I’m your dad!]