"Ah..."
Upon hearing Song Qingyi's words, Ye Shishi was stunned and asked, "Madam, when you say son, do you mean biological son or adopted son?"
Song Qingyi had lost her biological son many years ago, and no one had ever dared to mention the words "biological son" in her presence for fear of upsetting her.
Ye Shishi, in a moment of urgency, had blurted out those three words and immediately regretted it.
"I'm sorry, Madam, I misspoke."
Ye Shishi said with some shame to Song Qingyi.
"Shishi, you are the daughter of my best friend, and I am your elder. So, you don't need to be so apprehensive in front of me."
Hearing Ye Shishi's words, Song Qingyi smiled and said, "My son, Shen Qiye, fell into the Ming River many years ago, and his whereabouts are unknown. Although I never gave up searching, I know the possibility of him returning is slim. Therefore, I am naturally referring to my adopted son, Shen Lang."
"Shishi, what do you think of Shen Lang?"
Song Qingyi asked with a playful expression.
"He seems alright, but this guy not only has a girlfriend but also two fiancées. I don't think I'll even make it to the queue."
Ye Shishi's words seemed to be a jab at Shen Lang's popularity with women, but in a way, they were also a form of self-mockery.
Hearing Ye Shishi's words, Song Qingyi was surprised. She hadn't expected Shen Lang to have so many girls around him. It seemed this guy had truly inherited Shen Tianjun's genes.
"Cough cough... Mom... Don't listen to Ye Shishi's nonsense. Actually, it's very complicated, extremely complicated."
Seeing this, Shen Lang quickly explained, "I haven't figured it out yet, so I'm also very confused."
"It's alright, I understand. You young people, I understand."
Song Qingyi looked at Shen Lang, her brows filled with tenderness and affection, and said to him, "If you have time, introduce your fiancée and girlfriends to me. As a mother, I can help you vet them."
"Okay."
Shen Lang replied with a smile.
"Qingyi, the car is here. Let's go first."
Song Qingyi wanted to continue chatting, but at that moment, a stretched Lincoln limousines approached from a distance. Song Shadao, seeing this, reminded Song Qingyi, "You will be living in Nanling for a long time. You will have plenty of opportunities to meet Shen Lang. There's no rush for this moment, right?"
"Right—"
Hearing this, Song Qingyi smiled brightly and then said to Shen Lang, "Shen Lang, I'm leaving now. We'll contact each other again when we have time."
"Okay, Mom, have a safe trip."
Shen Lang replied respectfully.
Soon, Song Qingyi got into the stretched Lincoln with Song Shadao. As the car started, it quickly left the airport parking lot.
However, once in the car, the smile on Song Qingyi's face vanished, and she burst into tears.
Song Qingyi cried sorrowfully and couldn't stop. But the Song Shadao beside her said nothing, letting his sister cry.
About ten minutes later, Song Qingyi stopped crying. After taking the tissues handed to her by Song Shadao and wiping her tears, she said gratefully, "Brother, thank you."
"What, are you sure that kid Shen Lang is Xiao Qi?"
Song Shadao looked at his sister, his voice filled with shock.
"Before I saw his Scarlet Dragon totem, I couldn't be a hundred percent sure. But now, I have at least ninety-nine percent certainty that there's no mistake. He is my son, Shen Qiye, who fell into the Ming River over a decade ago."
Song Qingyi's eyes held both sadness and joy. "He is basically a carbon copy of Shen Tianjun from twenty-five years ago. Their eyes, facial features, and even their temperament are very similar. More importantly, the moment I held him, I didn't feel any strangeness. The feeling of holding him was exactly the same as holding Xiao Qi nineteen years ago."
"So, this kid is really my nephew?"
Upon hearing Song Qingyi's words, Song Shadao was astonished. "No wonder I felt something different about this kid the first time I met him. It turns out he's my own nephew."
"However, you said he's a carbon copy of Shen Tianjun in his youth. I really didn't notice that."
Song Shadao scratched his head and said, "Perhaps it's because Shen Tianjun and I have disliked each other since we became disciples. I never paid attention to those details. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had to come all the way to Nanling to confirm. I would have brought Shen Lang to Longdu to find you directly."
"No, this concerns my Xiao Qi, and I had to confirm it myself. Unless I see it with my own eyes and confirm it personally, I don't believe what anyone else says, nor dare I believe it."
Song Qingyi stated, "Over the years, my hope has risen countless times, only to be dashed countless times. I no longer trust anyone but myself."
"Alright, in any case, congratulations. At least, you have a very high chance of finding your son, my nephew."
Song Shadao smiled and said, "Even if it's confirmed one day that Shen Lang isn't him, at least you have gained an adopted son, and I have gained an adopted nephew."
"He is, he definitely is."
Song Qingyi said with great confidence. "The ninety-nine percent I mentioned is because I haven't seen the Scarlet Dragon totem on him yet. However, the Scarlet Dragon totem only appears when one is enraged, and I don't want to provoke my son. So, I have a better way to confirm."
Saying this, Song Qingyi took out three strands of short hair and then took a strand of her own long hair, handing them to Song Shadao. "Brother, tell me the answer as soon as possible."
"These are Shen Lang's hairs?"
Seeing the three strands of short hair, Song Shadao was shocked. He never imagined that his sister, while emotionally overwhelmed, had managed to obtain Shen Lang's hair. It seemed that embracing Shen Lang was not just an emotional impulse, but a calculated move.
"Yes—"
Song Qingyi nodded in acknowledgment. "These are Shen Lang's hairs. I hope you can find the best paternity testing agency and inform me of the results immediately. I can no longer bear this agony for a single moment."
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
Song Shadao took out a bag from his person to hold the hairs and said to Song Qingyi, "I'll arrange the testing here, but after the results come out, should we tell Shen Tianjun? After all, Xiao Qi is also his son, and he has also suffered the pain of losing a son over the years."
"No—"
Hearing this, Song Qingyi seemed to be stimulated and said coldly, "My son has nothing to do with Shen Tianjun. After the results are out, you are not allowed to tell Shen Tianjun, or I will sever our sibling relationship."
Upon hearing this, Song Shadao dared not speak further, fearing he would upset his sister. He nodded repeatedly, promising not to say a word.
Having received Song Shadao's assurance, Song Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief and then fell into a deep sleep.
However, Song Qingyi probably never imagined that this paternity test would bring Shen Lang a world of trouble.