The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional.
Alright, I don't know what Wang Xiaohui was thinking, but she actually went early this morning to the place Second Uncle Gao mentioned—about forty or fifty miles away from North City, in a town.
She found the family of the little girl that Second Uncle Gao mentioned, brought them to the big yard, and presented them before the people from Jhiang's home.
The Jhiang family was quite shocked.
The little girl looked just like Luo Sichun, making it impossible for them not to believe the child wasn't of the Jhiang bloodline.
"Brother Little Yu, is something wrong?"
The atmosphere in the living room was heavy, and Guoguo couldn't help but quietly ask Xi Chenyu.
Seeing Xi Chenyu shake his head, Guoguo didn't ask further. She stood by Jhiang Xuanyuan, silently being the support of a friend.
"It must be that the people at the health clinic switched the two children by mistake, you see..."
