They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 498 Requires Blood Test for Kinship
Xu Zhichun felt only mockery. The Rong Anbo Mansion's reputation was truly bigger than the sky. Even at this point, the Rong Anbo was still lying through his teeth.

She didn't believe he was unaware that the supposed disappearance was Bai's doing, yet he hated her, the victim, to the core.

Of course, in court, Xu Zhichun would not follow his words to accuse, blame, or show anger. If he refuted him, wouldn't that mean he admitted to what he said?
That's when you've really been fooled.

Xu Zhichun's face turned angry, and she sneered, "Lord Rong'an, watch your manners when you speak to me! Who are you to me? You act like an elder in front of me, lecturing me. Do you think I'm easy to bully? How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? I'm not a member of your Xue family, so don't try to claim that!"

Liang Mingxuan also stood up for his wife, saying, "What exactly is Rong Anbo up to? If he continues like this, don't blame me for being impolite. The Wuxuan Marquis's mansion is not to be trifled with."

Marquis Rong An laughed in fury: "Xu, when are you going to stop this nonsense! What do you want!"

Xu Zhichun: "Lord Rong'an, don't speak to me in such a formal tone. I've really had the worst luck in eight lifetimes. How could I have run into such a shameless family? Can't you understand human language? You keep saying that I am your daughter, do you have any evidence? If you can't produce evidence, it's slander! This matter is not over yet."

Marquis Rong'an was genuinely taken aback by her words.

There is really no evidence.
After all, Xu Zhichun was taken by the Bai family. Where can we find evidence for that? There's no such thing at all.

But Rong Anbo was certain he wouldn't be mistaken. Bai had said everything that needed to be said, and Xu Zhichun's face was too similar to An's.

She definitely is!
Otherwise, she wouldn't have specifically forced the couple to go to the Marquis of Wuxuan's residence to listen to her "story"—what story? It was clearly her own personal experience.

Xu Zhichun was smug and mocked, "How dare Rong Anbo make such a fuss without any evidence? Doesn't anyone in your family have a brain? If Rong Anbo can't produce any evidence, he's just making things up and ruining my reputation, causing me a lot of trouble. This matter can't be left like this."

Liang Minglang replied matter-of-factly, "That's only natural."

Marquis Rong was furious, his heart growing colder and colder with each passing moment. How could she be so heartless? How could she be so cruel?
If it weren't for Qian'er's sake in the palace, and if it weren't for the inability to explain to the Empress Dowager, Rong Anbo would have left in a huff by now.

Does he really care? What use is a rebellious daughter like that?
Rong Anbo, his voice trembling with rage, accused: "Xu, I know you harbor resentment, but how can I treat matters of recognizing one's ancestors and bloodline as a trivial matter? What kind of person do you take me for? Anyone of a certain age in the capital can see that your face is exactly the same as your mother An's!"

Xu Zhichun: "Lord Rong'an, stop playing the victim. No matter how pitiful you sound, it's useless. Where's the evidence? In front of the Prefect, did you say all this to try and move him? There's no such thing in court. No matter how nicely you speak, it's useless."

"you!"

"Where's the evidence?"

Marquis Rong'an roared, "You want evidence? Fine, then let's do a blood test! Madam Xu, do you dare?"

Rong Anbo was full of confidence. They were father and daughter by blood. As long as a blood test was conducted, the truth would come out, and Xu Zhichun would not be able to deny it.

He didn't want things to come to this, but they were so polite and their attitude was so bad that he had no choice but to do it.

Xu Zhichun stared at him for a long while before saying, "On what grounds?"

Liang Minglang was also furious, and angrily shouted, "Lord Rong'an, don't push your luck! Your family has been spreading rumors about my wife, causing great trouble for us. Now you dare to mention blood-drop paternity testing? This is an insult! Lord Rong'an, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Xu Zhichun: "Lord Meng, please uphold justice." "This—" Prefect Meng sighed with a wry smile and stammered, "This—Lord Rong'an, if there is no evidence, this matter is indeed too much. I urge Lord Rong'an to be careful with his words."

Our bodies and hair are gifts from our parents; why would anyone bother to claim kinship with us? Isn't that an insult?
Lord Meng and everyone present thought that Marquis Rong'an had gone a bit mad.

However, since he dared to say that, perhaps he really does have some confidence?
But the Lady of Wuxuan Marquis's attitude was equally resolute.
The group of people were really confused by them.

Marquis Rong An, however, seemed quite triumphant, confident and composed. He gave a cold laugh: "I dare to say this because I'm confident. Xu, surely you don't dare?"

"Why should I, this lady, indulge in the madness of the Earl?"

"Hmph, I bet you just don't dare!"

"Actually, I'm very curious. The way the Earl treats me doesn't seem like the attitude of a father who longs for his daughter to return home. So why does the Earl of Rong'an insist on slandering me as your daughter and insist on taking me back? Could it be that your Earl's mansion has encountered some enormous crisis, which is why you're taking such a risk and trying to have my husband share the burden with you?"

"nonsense!"

Marquis Rong An, enraged and humiliated, retorted: "Utter nonsense!"

"So, why is that?"

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Rong Anbo glared fiercely at Xu Zhichun. His facade of decency had been ruthlessly ripped away by her. In front of so many people, he nearly lost his composure, his heart filled with shame, anger, and hatred. How could this person be his daughter? She was a debt collector! To humiliate him like this, he would make her pay!

Once he reclaims his place in the Xue family, he will definitely not let her off the hook.

Lord Meng and the others exchanged bewildered glances, their minds suddenly filled with unease, and their gazes towards Marquis Rong An changed.

Yes, things have escalated to this point, and it's obvious that he doesn't really like this daughter—let's just say she's his daughter, so why insist on taking her back?
They'd rather tear off all pretenses than deny it.

However, to be fair, the Rong'an Marquis's residence is indeed in trouble.
That daughter in the palace is a scoundrel.
Rong Anbo was filled with anger and resentment, but he could only swallow his anger and say, "No matter what, the bloodline of my Xue family cannot be allowed to flow outside, otherwise wouldn't I be letting down my ancestors?"

"Heh! You can only fool yourself with that."

"you!"

"Otherwise what? When did you come up with such a ridiculous idea? I went to the capital a long time ago, and I didn't hear you say anything then. As soon as Miss Xue had an accident in the palace, Marquis Rong'an got all busy. How interesting, oh dear, what a coincidence!"

"you you."

Rong Anbo's blood was churning, and he glared fiercely, his eyes darting back and forth between life and death, his gaze filled with a murderous intent.

Lord Meng and the others couldn't bear to look at him and suddenly felt a little sorry for him. But then they felt that there was nothing to pity him for; wasn't it all his own doing?