Long Jingyuan recalled his memories from the past. His voice was filled with sadness. “That was more than twenty years ago. My third son, Long Xuan, met a woman. That woman was selfish and insisted upon my son to marry into her family. What did her demand count for? Her family background was not of any value. I was so angry at the time, I locked Long Xuan up for several days and gave him a good beating. Still, he insisted on being with that woman.”

  Fang Xinxin remained silent as she listened.

  “I once sought that woman out and tried to give her some money to leave Long Xuan, but she refused. I thought that she had taken a liking to Long Xuan’s status as the Long family’s third young master, and desired more than that sum of money.” Long Jingyuan’s voice was filled with both anger and sadness. “Afterwards, for the sake of revealing her true colours to Long Xuan, I gave him two choices. The first was to remain in the Long family and breakup with her, while the second was to scram out of the Long family forever if he wished to marry her. This would mean that he would no longer be related to the Long family and could not tell anyone that he was the Long family’s third son.”

  He sighed heavily. “I only thought about giving Long Xuan a scare. I didn’t expect him to choose the second option without hesitating in the slightest. I also did not expect that he would completely disappear from my life from that day onwards.”

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  Long Jingyuan’s tears began to flow. “Truthfully, over the past few years, my initial anger, upset and worry… has been replaced by regret. But despite my efforts to look for him, he never returned. I did not expect Jingrou to approach me with news of his death. If he had struggled to provide a living for himself outside and sought my help, I would have forgiven him.”

  Fang Xinxin reached for some tissues and handed it to him. “Grandfather Long, may I ask what that woman’s name was?”

  “Xuan Er called him Xiao Lan.” Long Jingyuan wiped his tears. “She was a common woman of lowly birth. I never looked into her background.”

  “Even the names are the same…” Fang Xinxin murmured softly.

  “What?” Long Jingyuan did not understand.

  “My mother’s name is Fang Lilan,” said Fang Xinxin suddenly.

  It was public knowledge that Long Yifan had married into his wife’s family. Fang Xinxin’s birth mother was Fang Lilan… Long Jingyuan began to suspect something. He turned to Fang Xinxin in shock and hope. “Could it be that…”

  “Grandfather Long.” Fang Xinxin suddenly said, “Didn’t you say that you conducted a DNA test to confirm your relationship with Bai Jingrou? Take a guess. What blood type do you think Bai Jingrou has?”

  “My Long family’s bloodline is the rare Rh B Negative Blood.” Long Jingyuan suggested. “She should have the same.”

  “A few days ago, you fell into a coma due to the serious injury on your forehead and needed a blood transfusion.” Fang Xinxin explained the matter. “The doctor asked Bai Jingrou and she said her blood type was O, and that she took after her mother.”

  “Although that is possible, the likelihood is quite small.” Long Jingyuan was deep in thought. “Who donated the blood to me, then?”

  “It was me.” Fang Xinxin pointed at herself.

  “What a coincidence. Your blood type is also Rh Negative B?”

  “En.” She smiled. “You also find this to be a coincidence. There is something even more coincidental. This hospital doesn’t have this blood in their reserve. But Jia Ya Hospital currently has three people with this blood type.”

  Long Jingyuan took in her charming little face and genuinely felt the urge to love and protect her as one did to their family. “Besides the two of us, who is the other person?”