Chapter 1115: Chapter 492: President, Could That Little Girl Be Your Daughter?

Song Nianhuan glanced at her brother and quickly looked down to explain to Chu Munan, "Godfather, this matter has nothing to do with my brother. He didn’t know I was fighting..."

However, Chu Munan remained unmoved, his tone indifferent, "But your brother still failed to protect you."

Song Nianhuan wanted to say something more, or rather, to plead for her brother, but when she met her godfather’s gaze, her little face immediately turned pitiful. She didn’t dare to plead anymore.

This matter was clearly her fault; it had nothing to do with her brother.

Yet, her godfather seemed convinced that it was her brother’s fault.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged and angry, and also sorry for her brother. Her little eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall.

Chu Munan had initially prepared to scold Lu Wangshu, but seeing Song Nianhuan’s pitiful, almost crying face, the words got stuck in his throat.

He couldn’t find it in himself to scold, yet not scolding felt wrong too. If he really did scold Lu Wangshu, Song Nianhuan would probably burst into tears the next second.

With a helpless sigh in his heart, Chu Munan picked up Song Nianhuan and let her sit on his lap, saying, "Alright, godfather won’t scold your brother, okay? You can’t cry, understand?"

What he couldn’t stand the most was seeing Song Nianhuan cry. Once, she cried so hard that her tears were like an unstoppable faucet, making him feel terribly distressed.

Despite having reunited with that brat not long ago, Chu Munan realized that the girl he had cherished and pampered had taken her brother’s side.

What an ungrateful girl; his care was in vain.

Upon hearing Chu Munan’s words, Song Nianhuan looked up and immediately broke into a bright smile, giving Chu Munan a quick kiss on the cheek, "Godfather, I love you the most. This has nothing to do with my brother; it’s all my fault."

Chu Munan, "..." What else could he say?

...

The Weibo trending topic about Song Qiao and Ji Sifan, as well as Lu Jingchen, hadn’t subsided by six in the afternoon and was drawing more attention.

Lu Jingchen had already tried to have those topics removed from trending, but it turned out the other party had significant backing, managing to bribe the Weibo staff and hire many fake accounts.

Lu Jingchen immediately realized this was a premeditated and purposeful act.

In the office, Assistant Xue’s expression was equally grim, standing respectfully before Lu Jingchen as he explained, "President, we have investigated the identity of that prominent blogger and even made a phone call, but they refused to accept our terms."

Lu Jingchen sat there, one hand on the table, his distinct and graceful fingers tapping rhythmically. He had anticipated this scenario; if even trending topics couldn’t be taken down, the other side must have been well-prepared.

His gaze fell on the iPad in front of him, his eyes deep and unreadable, as he simply said, "Have you managed to contact Ji Sifan?"

Assistant Xue hesitated before answering honestly, "We can’t get through to Mr. Ji’s phone. The Ji Family says Ji Sifan is in South Africa handling matters, and they can’t reach him at the moment either."

Lu Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, raising them to look at Assistant Xue, "Have you gathered any information on that little girl?"

Assistant Xue shook his head, "We can’t gather any information about that little girl at all, but we can be sure she’s not Mr. Ji and his wife’s daughter. Mr. Ji has led a very clean life for years without any female companions, and considering the girl is three years old, his wife was working and traveling that entire year, showing no signs of pregnancy..."

At this point, Assistant Xue paused, and suddenly a bold idea sprang to mind, making him shiver. He quickly addressed Chu Munan, "President, could that little girl be your and your wife’s daughter..."

After he said it, Assistant Xue found it somewhat unbelievable and doubted himself, thinking he might be overthinking.

But Assistant Xue’s words made Lu Jingchen’s body suddenly stiffen, his face showing signs of shock and his heart swelling with uncontainable emotions.

Could it be, is she really my and Song Qiao’s daughter?

Perhaps, back then, Song Qiao didn’t just have Wangshu but also gave birth to a daughter for me?

It’s quite possible.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingchen quickly instructed Assistant Xue, "Send someone to Paris immediately to investigate Song Qiao’s birthing information from back then."

Seeing his boss so extraordinarily serious, Assistant Xue nodded right away, "Okay, I’ll arrange it immediately."

"Also, focus on investigating the Gu Family; it might be easier to start there."

After giving the instructions, Assistant Xue left, and Lu Jingchen picked up the iPad again to look at the news article and its photo, even though it was just a blurry image of a little girl. Somehow, he found it difficult to calm his emotions.

Could I really have not only a son but also a daughter...

...

Song Qiao received Lu Tianming’s call while she was in the kitchen cooking.

When the phone rang, she was pouring oil into the pan, which startled her, causing her to pour in almost half the bottle. Her face immediately turned into an expression of distress. Taking a deep breath, she just felt her mood instantly sour. Who was so annoying as to call at this very moment...

Seeing the oil almost boiling, she quickly set the oil bottle down and turned off the stove before taking her phone out of her pocket.

Looking at the phone, she noticed it was an unfamiliar number with no notes, and a puzzled look appeared in her eyes as she swiped to answer, "Hello, who is this?"

"It’s Lu Tianming," came Lu Tianming’s voice over the phone.

Song Qiao was so startled that she almost dropped her phone. Hastily, she steadied her emotion and said, "Mr. Lu? Is there something you need from me?"