As the weight of their conversation still lingered in the air, a gentle shift occurred as the waitstaff entered the room, elegantly presenting the dinner they had ordered. The aroma of the meticulously prepared dishes began to fill the space, momentarily diverting their attention from the emotional revelations.
Plates were placed before them, each a work of art in itself. The clinking of cutlery against porcelain resumed as they picked up their utensils, their focus now on the culinary delights that lay before them.
Fang Zichen's gaze lingered on her plate for a moment, her thoughts a mix of introspection and the present moment. She had agreed to do a DNA test with Qin Yan, which ignited a hope in her heart that Qin Yan might be her daughter and her only offspring.
