Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 498: Chapter 498: I Raised You, But I Never Gave Birth to You!

"Ah Jing, what did you say!"

Ning Zitong’s eyes widened in shock, unable to accept such a premise!

Mu Jingheng’s brows also furrowed tightly.

"This is a document I asked an old friend at the police station to help retrieve from their archives from back then."

He patiently explained, pointing at the file.

"This is the testimony Qianshui provided at the time. The contents of what she said then differ greatly from what she told us."

Ning Zitong’s pupils contracted, her heartbeat trembling violently.

"How could this... It’s impossible. How could Qianshui be connected to Yuan’s death? The incident happened so suddenly back then, and Qianshui hurried back to tell us about it. How could this be? How could she have..."

"Ah Tong, you can take a look at the testimony materials from back then."

Mu Jingheng sighed softly.

"After all, she was just a six-year-old child. If she lied, it wouldn’t have been seamless. I can only blame myself for not having the time to look into these matters back then, which is why it all feels so unsettling now."

the photocopied document, her vision

This kind

She couldn’t accept it.

now the one she’d raised for over twenty years turned out to

this, no matter

Tong, don’t be so upset. This is merely my personal speculation. It’s like how I suspected Yan Xinxin

sighed again, a trace of regret hidden in

into her family background, and there’s nothing wrong—we were mistaken. At first, I even considered using her sample for a DNA test, but now it doesn’t seem necessary. Our Yuan didn’t encounter

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a call to Yan Xinxin, then promptly came up

disappeared again, leaving only

Lirong’s call, regulated her emotions,

a whirl of mixed emotions. Looking at the woman before her, she

who had raised her from childhood—she didn’t know when she

cup of water, Ye Lirong handed it to Yan Xinxin with an almost overly formal manner, her expression sharp and

look down on it, Mrs. Mo. My humble abode doesn’t have much; just plain

in

"Sit down!"

Lirong gestured, clearly treating Yan Xinxin like an