Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Three days later, Yan Hao gave the results of the inspection to Ji Shaoheng.

Ji Shaoheng took the opening and carefully looked at the conclusion above. The DNA of the two had a similarity of two-thirds. The doctor determined that they were related, but not the father and daughter.

He tightened his eyebrows, his eyes flashed inconceivably, and then looked up at Yan Hao: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong?"

When Yan Hao got it, he opened it because he was curious. When he saw that Fang Sitong was not Ji Jinchuan's daughter, he had the same reaction as Ji Shaoheng.

He was afraid that the doctor had made a mistake, so he repeatedly confirmed it, but it was indeed the result.

He shook his head: "Yes."

Ji Shaoheng leaned back on the leather chair, his arms braced on the armrests, and lowered his eyebrows in contemplation. After a while, he raised his hand and pulled a hair from his hair, and took out the handkerchief to wrap it up: "Take it and Fang Sitong's do DNA."

Yan Hao took it and asked hesitantly: "Er Young, do you suspect Fang Sitong... is your daughter?"

Before this, Ji Shaoheng had never doubted, and seeing the result of this appraisal, he had other speculations in his mind.

Fang Sitong has a blood relationship with his elder brother, but he is not a father and daughter. This shows that the two are close, and besides him, the elder brother has no other siblings.

"The sooner the better." He couldn't wait to know the result.

"Yes, two young people." Yan Hao turned out of the office to do the things he explained.

Ji Shaoheng didn't want to work all afternoon. He called Yan Hao and told him that he would know the result in two days.

After get off work, he left the company and went to the hospital. The car stopped outside the hospital. He looked at the entrance door of the hospital and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket to light it.

With his breath, a plume of smoke spilled out of his lips and teeth, and he couldn't see clearly with a pair of Danfeng eyes.

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, he drove the car into the parking lot and then into the hospital.

When he came outside of Fang Yaqing's ward, he pushed the door in. Fang Yaqing was eating, Fang Sitong was lying on the bed looking at her, and the woman who escorted her to school every day sat on a chair.

Fang Yaqing's bed was in the direction of the door, and as he pushed the door in, several people looked up at him.

Seeing him, Fang Yaqing's face suddenly cooled down, and the fingers holding the chopsticks clenched subconsciously.

Fang Sitong shouted obediently: "Uncle Ji."

Ji Shaoheng nodded his lips.

Fang Yaqing looked at the woman sitting on the chair and stool: "Talk West, you take Tongtong back first."

The woman named Tan Xi looked at her, and then Ji Shaoheng. She was not sure about the situation, but she still answered: "Okay."

Before leaving, Fang Sitong waved towards Fang Yaqing and Ji Shaoheng: "Mommy, goodbye, Uncle Ji."

Ji Shaoheng looked at her smart and well-behaved, and there was an unspeakable feeling in her heart.

She may be her own daughter, and the possibility is still very high.

After they left, Fang Yaqing put the tableware in his hand on the table, looked at the man with a trance, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Ji Shaoheng concentrated his thoughts, hooked the chair back with his feet, and then sat down: "Just happened to come to the hospital, come and take a look."

Fang Yaqing didn't want to say a word to him, and put on an impatient expression: "I don't need your fakes."

"Do you think I came to see you?" Ji Shaoheng sneered with a sneer, and the smile that had just given the illusion disappeared. "I just came to see if your feet can walk, if you can walk down, These two days have taken time to go through the divorce formalities."