Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 379 - 377: Lu Family Recognizes Relatives 14_1

Chapter 379: Chapter 377: Lu Family Recognizes Relatives 14_1

He had searched for so long without a glimmer of hope, always believing he would never find his relatives again in this lifetime. Who could have imagined that now, he had actually found them!

"Better sooner than later, let’s go today and avoid any more complications," Mrs. Lu said, then looked anxiously at Lu Tingli. "Tingli, how are your injuries? Can you manage the reunion?"

For such a significant event, it was natural to have the whole family present.

"I’m fine," Lu Tingli assured her with a comforting expression.

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Xia Ningxing, took her hand softly, and asked with an indulgent look, "Shall we go together?"

"Of course, I still need to continue giving acupuncture to Sir Lu," Xia Ningxing nodded, interlocking her fingers with his.

If Sir Lu knew that she was his future granddaughter-in-law, he would probably be over the moon with joy.

In the hospital.

Lu Lao’er was nervously clutching his phone, waiting for good news to come through.

But as he waited and waited, his phone remained silent.

For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly welled up within Lu Lao’er.

Could it be that this attempt, like the last one, had failed?

Lu Lao’er’s heart leapt to his throat. He quickly shook his head. No, it couldn’t be. This time he’d hired a professional. There was no way anything had gone wrong.

It just couldn’t be!

He comforted himself.

Just then, Xia Ningxing appeared before him and slapped him across the face: "Impostor!"

Xia Ningxing’s strength was immense, and this large, burly man, Lu Lao’er, was struck to the ground.

If it weren’t for him, she and Lu wouldn’t have nearly died, and Lu wouldn’t have been injured.

If she didn’t beat him up, she would never be able to swallow this resentment!

"Hiss!" Lu Lao’er gasped in pain, but at this moment, he couldn’t care less about the pain on his face. He quickly scrambled up from the ground, his eyes bulging wider than brass bells, staring at her as if he’d seen a ghost: "You... you..."

He wanted to ask how she was still alive, but he dared not, for asking would give him away.

Xia Ningxing, as if she could read his mind, sneered and grabbed his collar: "You want to ask why I’m not dead?"

"What a pity, the person you hired was just too pathetic, not enough to withstand a single move from me!"

As she spoke, Xia Ningxing’s fist hammered into his stomach again, letting him fully experience her combat power.

Lu Lao’er immediately screamed in pain like a slaughtered pig. He desperately tried to struggle and fight back, but Xia Ningxing seemed like an impenetrable wall, leaving him completely unable to make a dent.

At this moment, he finally understood why Xia Ningxing hadn’t died; with such formidable skills, who could overpower her!

"Let go of me!"

His face turned from pale to white to purple, like a colorful palette.

"What’s going on here?" Aunt Lu came out of the ward upon hearing the commotion, and just as she was about to intervene seeing Xia Ningxing beating up Lu Lao’er, she stopped abruptly upon seeing Lu Tingli and Mr. Lu.

"You... who are you?"

Aunt Lu looked at Mr. Lu, astounded. He so closely resembled their father in his youth.

Mr. Lu was also looking at her. The memories he had lost due to being drugged by traffickers somehow began to resurface.

Memories from before he was five years old emerged like a tide, and though they were vague, he vaguely remembered having a sister who loved to dance. Every time he cried, just seeing his sister dance would stop his tears.

The vague shadows in my mind gradually overlapped with the middle-aged lady in front of me.

Mr. Lu’s eyes were moist, and he called out subconsciously, "Sister..."

At these words, Aunt Lu’s tears fell rapidly, as if they had a mind of their own, and her heart ached to the extreme.

He was clearly just a stranger, so why did she cry because of him?

"Who are you exactly? Why do you call me sister?" Aunt Lu wiped away her tears and asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"Because Mr. Lu is your real younger brother." Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but speak for him, and then like throwing away rubbish, she threw the fake Lu Lao’er on the ground: "And he is nothing but an imposter!"

Xia Ningxing pointed at him, looking at him as if he were a pile of trash.

"I, I didn’t, I am Lu Lao’er, sister, sister you mustn’t believe them!" Lu Lao’er was unwilling to admit, and even less willing to give up the glory and riches within his grasp, he hurriedly clung to Aunt Lu’s legs, crying incessantly.

Aunt Lu looked at Mr. Lu through her tears, and then at Lu Lao’er.

Indeed, if one were to talk about looks alone, Mr. Lu undoubtedly resembled Sir Lu more.

But Lu Lao’er had their family’s heirloom gold lock, and he also remembered the events that happened before he was five years old, making it seem like he was not an imposter.

Therefore, Aunt Lu maintained a neutral stance for the time being and turned to Xia Ningxing: "Miss Xia, do you have any evidence?"

She believed that since Xia Ningxing said so, there must be some clues she had discovered.

"This is a paternity test."

Xia Ningxing directly handed over two paternity test reports to Aunt Lu.

After reading them, Aunt Lu couldn’t help but let the tears flow out once again.

She suddenly looked up, her lips quivering as she turned to Mr. Lu, her eyes filled with excitement, elation, guilt, and pain.

So it turned out that he was her real little brother.

But the identity that should have belonged to him had been falsely claimed by someone else for over twenty years due to their stupidity!

"Little brother!" Thinking of this, Aunt Lu suddenly burst into uncontrollable sobs and hugged him, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, we actually recognized the wrong person, mistaking the false for the true, sister is sorry, the Lu Family is sorry..."

"Sister, it’s not your fault." Mr. Lu’s eyes reddened as he smiled and comforted her by patting her back.

Lu Lao’er’s heart turned ice cold, unwilling to have everything taken from him just like that.

"This paternity test must be fake! Fake! Sister! You mustn’t believe it!" he suddenly roared.

Even at this juncture, the fake Lu Lao’er was still desperately struggling.

Xia Ningxing really had to admire him.

"Do you think we would forge such an easily disproven thing?" Xia Ningxing rolled her eyes and retorted, then added, "If you really don’t believe it, then let’s do another test!"

Just as her words landed, a hoarse yet forceful voice said, "No need!"

Everyone looked up, only to see Sir Lu, dressed in a hospital gown, walking out of the ward.

"Dad!"

Lu Lao’er abruptly lunged forward to clutch at his legs, seeking mercy or perhaps trying to persuade him.

"Get off me, I’m not your dad!" Sir Lu kicked him away with one foot. At this point, everything had become very clear—he had impersonated his own son, cheated his affections, and coveted the Lu Family’s wealth!

Sir Lu was very clear about Xia Ningxing’s character, so he didn’t doubt the paternity test report in her hands.