"Mingyue!"
"sister in law!"
"Mrs. Ye!"
Seeing Zhao Mingyue rushing to the high platform to protect Ye Fan, Ye Tiandong and Ye Ruge shouted in surprise.
Zhu Changsheng and Yuan Huihuang were also extremely surprised. They did not expect that Zhao Mingyue, who had not shown up for many years, would come out to protect Ye Fan.
Ye Jincheng and other young faction members felt their hearts sinking, as if they smelled some bad omen.
"Everyone, stay back!"
Zhao Mingyue stood next to Ye Fan and gently held his hand, soft but tough:
"Ye Fan is my son, my Zhao Mingyue's son, no one can hurt him!"
"Whoever wants to deal with him should step over my body first."
Her words were full of determination and unquestionable, and everyone could feel her murderous intention. She would kill anyone who touched Mark.
"Mingyue, are you sick again?"
The old lady's face was as dark as water: "Otherwise, how could you tell such nonsense as Zheng Qiankun?"
Zhao Mingyue spoke categorically: "Old lady, I'm recovered from my illness, I'm very conscious, and what I said is not nonsense, Ye Fan is my son!"
"Sister-in-law, I understand your eagerness to find a son, and I also understand that you want to reunite your family."
"Ye Fan is indeed very, very good."
Ye Ruge came out to persuade: "But he is really not your son. You must not believe Zheng Qiankun's ulterior motives."
"Mingyue, Ye Fan is our godson, not our lost child."
Ye Tiandong took a few steps forward and shouted, "Take him down."
He also wanted to reunite his family, but he had been disappointed too many times. He had seen too many sons who looked like him or Zhao Mingyue, and he was disappointed again and again.
So even though he hoped in his heart that Ye Fan was their son, he didn't dare to get emotionally involved again without evidence.
Lest the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Ye Fan is your son...
Zheng Qiankun wanted to open his mouth and shout this sentence, but just as he opened his mouth, he saw Can Jian's eyes again.
He could only remain silent.
"No!"
Zhao Mingyue glanced at the audience and shouted: "I'm not sick!"
"I didn't admit my son wrong!"
"Ye Fan is the child who was lost more than 20 years ago!"
"Ye Fan is my son, Zhao Mingyue, and also your son, Ye Tiandong!"
"When he came to Baocheng to treat me, I felt a sense of intimacy!"
"When I committed suicide by jumping into the water tower, I saw the birthmark of the Buddha beads on the back of his neck and the inverted bone. I knew he was probably my son!"
"God has tortured me for more than 20 years, and he finally had mercy and gave him back to me!"
"In fact, his genetic testing with me and Ye Tiandong completely proved that he is my child."
"In order to get real test results, I went to five national authoritative institutions for testing."
"The genetic report you have received now is the identification result of our family of three."
"These five authoritative institutions, I believe everyone here knows, are all top organizations in the world. They value reputation more than life. They will never engage in fraud."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mobile phones of everyone present vibrated slightly, and they all received reports anonymously sent by Hua Qingfeng.
Everyone checked the report one after another to confirm that there was no moisture in the identification results.
The old lady did not check the report, but just turned her gaze to Mark's face, truly looking at Mark for the first time.
Ye Tiandong quickly opened the report to check, and then his body swayed: "Mingyue, is Ye Fan really my son?"
"Yes, Mark, he is really our child!"
Zhao Mingyue's tears began to fall, and her hand holding Mark Ye couldn't stop shaking:
"Ye Fan, I'm sorry for making you suffer for so many years."
She didn't want to recognize Ye Fan at this juncture, at least not in public.
The powerful enemy has not been severely damaged yet, and Ye Fan is afraid of danger when he comes out.
But Zheng Qiankun's excitement forced her to stand up, otherwise the Ye family would be angry at Zheng Qiankun's troubles and would rather kill Ye Fan than let him go.
"mom?"
Ye Fan stared at Zhao Mingyue with a dry mouth and struggled to speak:
"Are you really my mother? How... is this possible?"
He wanted to think like the old lady that Zhao Mingyue was ill, but seeing her sad and sincere eyes and various identification results, he knew that Zhao Mingyue was not talking nonsense.
Ye Ruge wanted to speak, but the old lady stopped her with her hand.
She stared at Zhao Mingyue and Ye Fan coldly, seemingly calm, but there was anger in her eyes.
"I really am your mother."
Zhao Mingyue burst into tears: "I accidentally lost you back then, which was the pain of my life."
"I didn't tell you the news in time because I was preparing to get the paternity test and wait for the right time to show off with you."
"Fan'er, I am willing to accept your examination, and I am also willing to accept your scolding, whether you hit me or scold me, I just hope you can treat our relationship correctly."
"And I hope you will give your mother a chance to make it up to you in the future..."
She said sincerely: "Can you let mom love you again?"
Not far away, Ye Tiandong's body was shaking slightly, suppressing his emotions with all his strength.
Seeing Zhao Mingyue's face with tears streaming down his face, Ye Fan's breathing was rapid and he didn't know how to respond.
He knew that even if Zheng Qiankun lied, Zhao Mingyue would not deceive him.
Ye Fan's heart was finally in chaos at this moment.
He was severely shocked by the upcoming relationship between mother and son. He was confused and frightened. This was far stronger than the relationship between him and Shen Biqin.
This is true blood is thicker than water, the closest blood relative.
Ever since he became sensible, Ye Fan has not thought about his biological parents. Even if he occasionally thinks about them, he believes that they have already left the world.
Otherwise, he worries that he suffered too much in childhood and will make himself hate his biological parents.
If they hadn't lost themselves or abandoned themselves because of their incompetence, how could he have lived in such darkness before he was six years old?
What he fears most is that if someone deliberately abandons his family and relatives, he will not be able to face the longing for the reunion of his parents.
If his mother was really Zhao Mingyue, then Ye Fan would basically know the ins and outs of his loss.
The separation of mother and son was more of an accident.
He couldn't hate Zhao Mingyue, but if he did, he would hate the attacker and the murderer behind it.
But Ye Fan really couldn't accept this result for a while. Faced with this great change in life, no one could deal with it calmly.
This was the impact of the long time he had spent with Zhao Mingyue. If it hadn't been for the emotional exchanges a few days ago, Ye Fan would have probably turned around and ran away by now.
"Child, if you want to hate, then hate, if you want to beat, then beat."
Seeing Ye Fan's silence, Zhao Mingyue knew that he was beginning to accept herself, so she held Ye Fan's palm tightly and said:
"Truly, you are truly my child."
"If you hate me for not protecting you, then you can hate me, scold me, and vent your anger however you want."
"As long as it can help you get rid of the resentment in your heart."
"I just hope you can give me a chance to make amends."
Zhao Mingyue placed herself in the most humble place: "Don't drive me away from you."
Seeing this scene, Ye Jincheng and Chen Qingyan's faces were as gloomy as dark clouds.
All the guests straightened up slightly and looked at Ye Fan with a hint of inquiry. Obviously many people believed Ye Fan's identity.
"Mingyue! He is not your son. Your son is already dead!"
Luo Feihua became anxious when she saw this scene, and shouted to Zhao Mingyue: "Come here, drive Zheng Qiankun and Ye Fan out."
"No, he is my son, my Mark!"
Zhao Mingyue pulled Ye Fan towards her: "No one can take him away from me!"
"Ye Fan! Ye Fan!"
Ye Tiandong believed 90% at this moment and led people up to the high platform. He was very excited and wanted to reunite his family.
In Zheng Qiankun's eyes, Zheng Junqing, who was hiding among the banquet crowd, shouted with the Zheng family's nephew:
"Congratulations to the old lady, congratulations to the Master of Ye Clan, the family is reunited!"
"Congratulations to Divine Doctor Ye, congratulations to Divine Doctor Ye for recognizing your ancestor and returning to your clan!"
"I wish Master Ye Sect to be as blessed as the East Sea and live longer than the Southern Mountains. I also wish Doctor Ye to reach the top as soon as possible and become the Young Master of Ye Hall!"
Zheng Junqing shouted: "The Zheng family is willing to do its best to help Mr. Ye ascend to the throne!"
Wang Sanfeng also stood up: "The Wang family is willing to do its best to help Mr. Ye rise to the top!"
Tang Shi'er even laughed loudly: "One hundred thousand disciples of the Tang Sect will advance and retreat together with Young Master Ye!"
Ye Ruge and Qin Wuji's hearts suddenly sank.
