Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang frowned slightly, lowered her eyes to drink water.

Zhang Yue'e received He Junfeng's wink, coughed lightly, and wanted to persuade her granddaughter, but was stopped by Su Haitang.

"Headmaster He, this matter was very sudden, and I couldn't manage it in a hurry. I understand your sincerity, and I deeply sympathize with your lover, but I also have my own difficulties."

"To put it bluntly, no one can be sure that I am the daughter of the two of you. I believe you understand the strangeness of that anonymous letter better than I do."

Su Haitang stroked the water glass with her fingers, and looked at He Junfeng seriously.

"Yes." He Junfeng did not deny it, waiting for her next words.

Seeing that he was so calm, Su Haitang felt relieved.

It's good to be able to communicate, but I'm afraid of meeting someone like Yu Ge who thinks he's right again.

"It seems that you all went to the doctor in a hurry." Su Haitang asked calmly after drinking another saliva.

"Let me just ask, if I went to the imperial capital with you, and another anonymous letter suddenly appeared, telling you the whereabouts of the real daughter of the He family, what should I do then?"

He Junfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and his face was a little sad.

"I understand your worries. It's just Fang Qiong's body, I'm afraid it won't last that long."

Then he smiled slightly, looked directly at her and assured her.

"As soon as I saw you, I felt familiar. You are almost like Fang Qiong when she was young. You are my daughter, so it should be almost inseparable."

"If you are still worried, you can go to the hospital for a blood test. The relevant witnesses of the year are also under close investigation, and the results will be available soon."

Su Haitang lightly tapped the water glass with her fingers, and looked at his clear and elegant face.

"There are only a few blood types, and the chance of coincidence is too high, so it's not allowed. I believe you have also investigated it. Liu Lancui and I have tested it not long ago. We are both type O blood. I believe you or your spouse also has this blood type, right? "

Su Haitang shook her head slowly, disapproving of the pitfalls in what Chief He said.

"And I feel that I can't pick out any similarities with your appearance, and I don't feel the closeness of blood."

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that the consequences of misrecognition are serious, so I have to be cautious."

A gleam flashed in He Junfeng's eyes, he didn't expect her to be raised smartly in the countryside, he felt even more fond of her, and quickly expressed his opinion.

"It doesn't matter if I misidentify you. I can recognize you as my daughter. Anyway, you will be a filial piety for Fang Qiong. I will still thank you very much."

Then he asked in a daze: "Are you afraid that others will gossip behind your back? It doesn't matter, I can arrange a job for you in the imperial capital, so you don't have to come back in the future."

Su Haitang raised her eyebrows, took a shallow sip, and swallowed slowly.

She really didn't expect that the conditions offered by the He family were so high. Arranging work in the imperial capital is equivalent to a carp jumping over the dragon's gate, right?

Holding the water glass in both hands, she also showed a faint smile.

"I understand your sincerity, but," she frowned in embarrassment, and sighed. "I really don't want to say some things too plainly. The truth is always unpleasant. Please forgive my clumsy tongue and timidity. Don't be angry."

"What I'm worried about is, if I'm really a counterfeit and you suddenly find your real biological daughter, but I've already shown my face in front of the patients, what will you do?"

"Is it wrong to make mistakes? Doesn't that violate your original intention of asking me for help? Don't you feel regretful or unwilling?"

"Your lover doesn't have much time left. It's extremely precious. It's possible to be wasted by me, a fake, or to be so angry when you learn the truth. And I can't take this responsibility."

She shook her head slowly, with a serious look on her face.

"Life and death are important matters. I really don't dare to take risks casually. I am afraid of taking responsibility, and I am afraid that my conscience will be broken for the rest of my life. I am even more afraid that I will have a powerful enemy for no reason. Please forgive me."