Fortunately, she had discussed with Bai Shixun last night, and agreed that no matter the identity of the other party is true or false, she can't recognize the other party casually. She must clarify the whole story.
Otherwise, her attitude might have softened.
Just then, Fang Zixi felt a heat on the back of her hand.
She was stunned for a second, and then realized that it was Bai Shixun who secretly pinched her from an angle that the couple couldn't see.
Feeling Bai Shixun's temperature, Fang Zixi was still a little nervous just now and calmed down in an instant.
By the way, she is not alone now. No matter what decision she makes, her husband is behind her.
So, she has nothing to worry about, just ask what she wants to know.
Fang Zixi took a deep breath and said, "in this case, it's convenient for me to ask, Ms. Fang, why do you think I'm your daughter? Do I look like you? "
The middle-aged woman said, "of course, that's the most important evidence! Can we look like this without blood relationship? When I was young, I was also a famous beauty from all over the country. Otherwise, I couldn't make you look so beautiful? And become a model! Oh, by the way, your name is also evidence? My daughter's name is Fang Zixi, and you're also Fang Zixi. Even if she looks like her, her name is the same... How can this not be the same person? "
Fang Zixi frowned slightly, and her doubts deepened.
If this middle-aged woman is telling the truth, then she can see her face on TV and know her name, which is really enough for her to identify herself.
However, the problem is that no one can prove that the middle-aged woman's daughter is Fang Zixi, right?
This so-called evidence can be fabricated casually.
From the perspective of Fang Zixi, it is still impossible to judge whether it is true or not.
While Fang Zixi was thinking, the middle-aged woman suddenly slapped her thigh hard and said, "by the way, I have another thing that I just turned out from home a few days ago. Today I specially brought it to you. Come and have a look, Sisi."
Fang Zixi looked up and saw that the middle-aged woman took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to her.
"This is..."
Fang Zixi took it gently and found that it was a photo. From the faded background and the severely worn edges, we can see that it has been very old.
This is a group photo of a family of four.
The young men and women sitting on the bench, left and right, can be recognized by a little comparison, just as the couple in front of them are 20 years younger.
In the middle of the two, there was a fat boy who was obviously overweight. He looked five or six years old.
The woman is holding a little girl with two braids on her head and a red dot on her forehead
"This picture was taken when you were two years old. Do you have any impression? Look, this is you. " The middle-aged woman pointed to the little girl in the picture.
Fang Zixi smoked from the corner of her mouth.
It's a good dress for a good village... I can't bear to look directly at it.
But it's undeniable that this little girl really looks like herself.
When she was a child, she also took photos in the orphanage. Some time ago, Luo Chenxi went to the orphanage to pick up the dean's mother to attend her wedding, and brought those photos with her to savor with Fang Zixi.