Chapter 7: How Do You Explain the DNA Test Report?

After finishing scolding Fu Jiapeng, Fu Jiajin glanced at Fu Suiyu, who was standing obediently to the side.

“Since you say you’re my sister, now that you’re part of the Fu family, you have to listen to me. I had your second brother find a tutoring class for you—one-on-one sessions. It’s May now, and since this year’s college entrance exam has been postponed to July, you’ll undergo intensive training and then take the exam. If you don’t get into Jingbei University, then get out of this house. One by one, all of you, get out.”

Fu Suiyu pointed at herself and tilted her head, staring at Fu Jiajin.

She wanted to refuse.

But she didn’t dare provoke Fu Jiajin when he was angry.

Fu Jiahui looked at Fu Suiyu with a smug expression.

This little girl had actually taken pictures of his secret crush notes and was bombarding him with messages.

Seeing those secret love stories he had written made him feel awkward.

He even wanted to throw himself into the depths of the Pacific Ocean right then.

Fu Suiyu rolled her eyes at Fu Jiahui.

It must have been something he said to Fu Jiajin; this was his revenge for the photos she sent him today.

The more Fu Suiyu thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

Walking beside Fu Jiahui, she stomped on his foot hard.

Fu Jiahui clutched his leg, spun around in place, and pointed at Fu Suiyu.

“You, you, you…”

“Who has a sister like you? How can you treat me like this? If I got crippled, how would that sound if it got out?”

Fu Suiyu stomped on the ground fiercely, her entire body seeming to be on fire.

Fu Jiajin pondered for a moment, then went to the ancestral hall to find Fu Jiapeng.

The door opened.

True to expectation, Fu Jiapeng was nowhere near kneeling properly.

He was lying on the offering table, an apple stuffed in his mouth, while his other hand played with a carved plaque.

Hearing the noise, Fu Jiapeng only gave a sideways glance and continued crunching the apple.

It wasn’t until Fu Jiajin approached that Fu Jiapeng suddenly sat up straight, stood beside him, and clasped his hands.

“Brother~”

The only person who could make Fu Jiapeng obediently call him “brother” was Fu Jiajin.

Fu Jiapeng mumbled, “Brother, why are you being so harsh with me?”

“Am I wrong?” Fu Jiapeng glanced at Fu Jiajin. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have spoken about Mom and Dad like that.”

Fu Jiajin looked at Fu Jiapeng with kindness.

“You and your second brother are twins. Back then, your second brother was weak, so more attention was focused on him. You were wronged, I know, but Jia Peng, they were first-time parents, and we were their first children. Sometimes, it’s hard to tell who’s right or wrong.”

Fu Jiapeng sighed.

“Brother, I’m not blaming them. I just don’t like seeing that Fu Suiyu. Didn’t we confirm in person before? She appeared so suddenly, and right away slapped Lin Yu several times. Lin Yu isn’t our biological sister, but when Mom and Dad brought her home, they told us to treat Lin Yu as our own sister from then on.”

Fu Jiajin nodded, then looked at Fu Jiapeng.

“So, how do you explain the DNA test report?”

The moment those words came out, Fu Jiapeng was speechless.

He had watched the entire DNA testing process carefully; nothing unusual should have happened.

But the result truly surprised Fu Jiapeng.

How could it be possible?

They were supposedly dead!

That night remained vivid in his memory—a night he would never forget.

It was supposed to end with a reunion dinner.

Instead, they had received a call from the police station.

The more Fu Jiapeng thought about it, the more agitated he became, twirling a surgical knife in his hand.

His fingers moved deftly as he toyed with it.

Fu Jiajin stepped forward, checking Fu Jiapeng’s clothes. He couldn’t understand how this kid managed to hide a surgical knife so well.

“I told you not to play with knives. No knives at all. Set free all those little animals in your room. Stop doing cruel things to them. If you’re torturing and killing innocent animals now, what will happen in the future? Will you start torturing people?”

“Brother, I wouldn’t dare!”

“Don’t ‘wouldn’t dare’ me. What is there in this world you don’t dare to do?”

Thinking of certain things, Fu Jiajin’s anger flared up.

“The things Lin Yu makes you do, you think I don’t know? I used to think it was just a bit much and indulged you. But now, I realize you can’t keep being a tool for someone else. Whether it’s Lin Yu or me, it’s not allowed. Your surgical knives are for healing, not for these things!”

Fu Jiajin fixed his gaze on Fu Jiapeng.

“Listen to me. Stop following Lin Yu around to protect her. She’s an adult now, and she has Shen Changhun by her side.”

After saying this, he saw Fu Jiapeng’s face flush.

Dirty words were probably about to burst out.

He didn’t even know what was wrong with Lin Yu lately—everyone seemed to like her so much. It was just baffling.

Fu Jiajin gave Fu Jiapeng a heavy kick.

“Stop kneeling. Go to work. I can’t stand seeing you all so idle. I want to see your name on the staff list at the city hospital.”

“But brother, Lin Yu…”

“Can you stop with the Lin Yu already? You’re like a band-aid stuck to her, can’t live without her. Or like one of those patients with speech difficulties who only say ‘Lin Yu.’”

Fu Jiapeng felt like his big brother was acting differently.

Before, when he mentioned Lin Yu, his brother’s gaze was competitive.

Though they both liked Lin Yu, they tacitly agreed not to expose each other.

Now, it seemed different.

Fu Jiapeng wanted to argue for himself but when his eyes met Fu Jiajin’s, he dared not speak.

Fu Jiajin disappeared quickly. Upon returning to the main villa, he saw Fu Jiahui smiling slyly.

Though the two were twins, they seemed to find each other disagreeable.

But only family was allowed to feel that way; if anyone else said such things, they’d be dealt with.

Fu Jiahui looked at Fu Jiapeng.

“There’s a recruitment at the city hospital recently. With your skills, you should be selected directly. Brother told me to keep an eye on you. Don’t worry about Lin Yu; Jiaxuan is handling that. You’re not young anymore; it’s time to take care of yourself.”

Fu Jiapeng shot Fu Jiahui a sideways glance.

“You’re the one who’s not young, old man.”

Fu Jiahui scoffed and waved his hand.

“Whatever you want, it’s your freedom.”

Fu Suiyu came down and saw the two of them bickering.

They exchanged glances.

“Such childish fools!”

Fu Jiahui tilted his head.

“What? What did you say? Who did you call old?”

Fu Jiapeng stared at Fu Suiyu in shock.

“If you can talk, then talk more. If you can’t, then shut up!”

Fu Suiyu was about to leave but suddenly turned around, glaring at Fu Jiapeng.

“Why are you talking so harshly? Did you eat fireworks? Why didn’t they blow you mute?”

Fu Jiapeng looked at Fu Suiyu’s retreating figure, pointed at himself, then at Fu Jiahui.

“I ate fireworks? She’s the one who ate fireworks!”

Fu Jiahui quickly reached out, grabbed Fu Jiapeng’s neck, and pulled him back playfully. The scene was quite amusing.