"Mom, did you know? Lingling's hands and mine look exactly the same. I even took a photo of it at the time. If you don't believe me, take a look!"
With that, Shen Zhixuan pulled out an album and found the photo of his and Zhong Lingling's hands taken together.
Other than the difference in size, Shen Zhixuan's and Zhong Lingling's hands truly looked identical, and with the identification report right in front of her, what else could Wang Xueqin say?
"Zhixuan, I must be having a nightmare, right?" Wang Xueqin asked, staring at Shen Zhixuan.
Shen Zhixuan furrowed his brows, staring at Wang Xueqin in confusion. "Mom, what are you talking about? Aren't you happy that we found my sister? Why would you say it's a nightmare?"
"So, I'm not dreaming! Zhong Lingling is actually my daughter? My Little Red Riding Hood?"
Wang Xueqin was a bit dumbfounded!
The complexity in her heart at this moment was imaginable.
