Paternity Test, Slapping Their Faces (1)

The man was dressed simply, yet his demeanor exuded an extraordinary presence.

His face bore the marks of time, revealing a rugged determination that hinted at his once youthful handsomeness.

Si Fuqing's gaze was steadfast.

"Hello, I, I am that..." the man began, his words stumbling over themselves, "I mean, that is..."

He faltered, unable to finish his sentence, and his head drooped in a gesture of defeat.

Si Fuqing offered soothing words, "Take your time, there's no rush to speak."

"Miss Si, this is what happened," the woman chimed in, patting the man on his arm and stepping forward with a gentle demeanor, "Do you recall anything from your childhood?"

"I have little memory before the age of five, after that, I was with the Zuo family," Si Fuqing narrowed her eyes, "You can be directly."