Chapter 66 Excluding Qiao Changdong as the Biological Father of "Chen XX"

Nobody can understand that bunch of academic stuff at the beginning.

However, the last sentence states, "Based on existing data and DNA analysis results, Qiao Changdong has been ruled out as the biological father of 'Chen XX'."

Everyone understood.

Qiao Changdong knew that the child was not his own, so he was unwilling to even give the child the surname Qiao and simply used Chen XX instead.

Qiao Qiao looked at the report.

I was filled with mixed emotions.

In her previous life, Qiao Changdong never caused this incident. Qiao Qiao wondered if it was also because of her that it didn't happen.

After all, in her previous life, she was only three and a half years old at this time and didn't understand anything. Unlike in this life, when she was reborn, she immediately exposed Chen Yulian's mask.

Her father died, and her grandmother died too.

Since no one knew that Qiao Kexin was not her father's child, naturally no one said anything when Chen Yulian took all the inheritance and left after her father's death.

Later, it was her lover who revealed this incident.

What Qiao Qiao found even more unacceptable was that Qiao Kexin's biological father and the lover she discovered were not the same person!

Because she witnessed the scandalous affair at home, Chen Yulian still finds the man who pushed her quite familiar. She thinks that if she saw him again, she would definitely recognize him.

When Qiao Changdong returned with the examination report, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Remembering what Meng Zhengcheng had said, Qiao Changdong did not go directly back to Qiaojia Village, but instead took Qiao Qiao to Hongfeng Middle School.

Although his nephews had caused trouble, in Qiao Changdong's eyes, they had indeed done the right thing.

He even went to the supply and marketing cooperative, which was unusual for him, and bought four packs of peach shortbread to take with him.

Qiao Changdong explained the situation to the old man guarding the gate and mentioned his nephew's class, and was then allowed to pass.

Qiao Changdong was carrying something, but Qiao Qiao didn't let him carry it. Instead, she held one of Qiao Changdong's big hands and tried her best to follow with her short legs.

They curiously turned their little heads, looking around the school.

From the coal slag track beneath her feet, to the playground with a thin layer of cement flooring, and finally to the two-meter-high wall, her gaze paused for a moment.

In her previous life, she only studied up to the third grade, and she hadn't even finished the third grade.

After being taken back by the Shen family, they said that in order to let her adapt first, they did not let her continue her studies at school, but instead kept her in a small villa.

The villa wasn't large, but its courtyard was bigger than the school itself.

The wall is even higher than the school's.

Even standing on the top floor of the villa, she couldn't see any scenery outside; she could only see another villa about fifty meters away.

Looking back now, the house she lived in was more like a prison cell than a villa.

"Does the baby want to live in an apartment building?"

Qiao Changdong looked at the little house emerging from the bubble on his daughter's forehead and asked in confusion.

He found it a bit strange.

This was the first time he hadn't seen his miniature daughter inside the little bubble, but instead a small building with high walls.

And on the roof of the small building, there seems to be a... skull?

Qiao Changdong thought he had misread it and wanted to see it more clearly, but the bubble disappeared the next second.

Qiao Qiao shook her head.

His facial expression showed extreme resistance.

"No." She never wanted to live in that kind of little house again in her life.

She lived in that little house for a whole year, but only went out once.

That incident also cost her the most painful price.

It could be said that on that day, she lost two people who were very important to her.

When she was brought back by the Shen family, she was slapped by Madam Shen, whom she had always thought was her mother. The woman's face was ferocious, as if she wanted to devour her, and the memory is still vivid.

It was at that time that she learned that she was not born to Madam Shen and Shen Qingrong.

On that day, she couldn't hold back her strong urge to go back to the Qiao family, to see everyone in the Qiao family, and to see her father. So she quietly went to the room with the telephone on the second floor and called her father to tell him that she wanted to go home.

Then--

Dad died, and Grandma died too...

Qiao Qiao took a deep breath and stopped thinking about the past.

Hongfeng Town is not wealthy and its economy is relatively underdeveloped, as is its school.

There are five classes in total, from the first year of junior high to the third year.

There are three classes in the first year of junior high school, but the number of classes decreases as you progress to the next grade, until there is only one class in the third year.

Because many students drop out of school for various reasons, by the time they reach the third year of junior high, the remaining students can only be combined into one class.

When Qiao Qiao and Qiao Changdong found Class 2 of the first year of junior high school, it was during the seventh period of the morning and afternoon, which was a political class.

Qiao Changdong knocked on the door, greeted the political teacher, and then beckoned two boys who were so excited to see them that their eyes were already red.

Qiao Kun ran out in a few strides and picked up Qiao Qiao, who was lying on the ground looking up at him with a smile.

"younger sister……"

Qiao Kun wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he choked up and tears streamed down his face.

Qiao Xu, who is usually a bit reserved, couldn't hold back his emotions and hugged her tightly at this moment.

"It's okay, brother, don't cry. Qiaoqiao is fine, brother, don't cry."

Qiao Qiao was squeezed between two young men, her little face turning red, and she had to reach out her little hands to wipe away their tears one by one.

"Waaah... I thought... I'm sorry, it's all my brother's fault. I promise I'll never take you running around again."

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