Chapter 2 Five Brothers?
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After leaving the Bai family, Bai Kexin stood on the street, still feeling a bit lost. Whatever, it couldn’t stump her. Her own place wasn’t an option now—it hadn’t been cleaned in so long that the dust had piled up thick. Better to stay at a hotel for now!
Meanwhile, the Bai family would never have guessed that Bai Kexin hadn’t touched a single cent from the bank cards they’d given her since she was ten. In fact, Bai Hanyu often had to borrow money from her. Especially in the past two years, Bai Hanyu had been borrowing from her repeatedly—who knew how much he’d taken in total? So, when she left, she simply returned all the bank cards the Bai family had given her. Seeing the balance on those cards, Bai Hanyu’s face flushed with shame.
But Zhang Yi was thrilled at the sight of the balance and couldn’t help exclaiming, “I’m so envious of Sister Kexin having so much pocket money! In twenty years, I’ve never seen this much…”
Madam Bai’s heart ached at her words, and she immediately comforted her softly, “Sweetheart, don’t worry. From now on, all of this will be yours. You can have as much as you want—Bai Kexin doesn’t deserve it!”
Zhang Yi was overjoyed inside, but she didn’t let it show, afraid of leaving a bad impression on her biological parents. She hugged Madam Bai’s arm and cooed, “Thank you, Mom~~”
Bai Kexin planned to rest for the night and go to the hospital the next day to meet Zhang Yi’s adoptive father—who might very well be her own biological father.
The next morning, Bai Kexin skipped breakfast and was ready to head to the hospital. But as she stepped into the hotel lobby, she noticed a group of people standing there—a middle-aged man and five strikingly handsome young men, each with their own distinct charm. The five young men bore faint resemblances to one another, though one of them had his face mostly covered, revealing only his eyes. Yet, even then, the similarities in their features were unmistakable.
They stood there like a man-made scenic spot, glancing around as if waiting for someone.
“Dad, Eldest Brother, are you sure Little Sister is really here? The investigation said she was with the Bai family—why would she be here?” one of them asked.
“She was kicked out yesterday. The Bai family’s real daughter came home, so they threw our sister out. I tracked her movements and found out she’s here,” replied the one who spoke. His face looked as if it had been meticulously sculpted—sharp, well-defined features, strikingly handsome, with an air of maturity and steadiness the others lacked.
“The Bai family is too d*mn shameless! Judging by what they did yesterday, they must’ve mistreated our sister. Once we get her back, we’ll make them pay!” another chimed in, sounding like the youngest of the group.
“Let’s see her first before anything else.”
Bai Kexin observed the scene but didn’t pay much attention to their conversation. She just thought they were an exceptionally good-looking bunch—pleasant to the eyes and enough to lift anyone’s mood.
Right now, she didn’t know what the Zhang family’s situation was, so she needed to check for herself. As for whether that man was her biological father, she’d have to meet him first.
Suddenly, one of the men looked up and locked eyes with her. Bai Kexin could clearly see the shock and surprise in his expression. Before she could react, he tugged at the person beside him. “Look, look! Is that her?!”
Everyone turned to stare. Bai Kexin frowned. What was wrong with these people? Sure, they were good-looking, but were they out of their minds? Randomly claiming someone as their sister in broad daylight—definitely not right in the head!
But before she could react, the group surrounded her, trapping her in the middle.
“Child, I’m your biological father,” the middle-aged man said, visibly emotional.
Bai Kexin bore a fifty percent resemblance to his late wife. He couldn’t understand how, in all these years within elite circles—even having met plenty of second-tier wealthy families—he’d never crossed paths with the Bai family or seen Bai Kexin before.
Bai Kexin was utterly baffled. Who was this man? How could he just claim her as his daughter out of nowhere?
The past couple of days had been rough—first being kicked out by her so-called family, then preparing to meet her supposed dirt-poor “father,” and now a group of unbelievably handsome men calling her their child?
Ha. Was her life really this absurd?
Frowning, she replied without hesitation, “Sir, I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
“No mistake!” the man immediately refuted. “You’re Bai Kexin, the Bai family’s daughter—no, actually, you’re not theirs. You’re my Shen family’s daughter. Back at the hospital, someone tampered with the records and switched you into the Bai family. The Bai family’s real daughter ended up with the Zhang family, but that child died of a congenital illness just two days after birth.”
The man grew increasingly anxious, afraid she wouldn’t believe him, and pulled out evidence. “We’ve been searching for you for so long. If not for the Zhang family man confessing the truth after being diagnosed with cancer, we wouldn’t even know where to look. Once we confirmed you were with the Bai family, we immediately ran a DNA test. The moment we got the results, we came for you!”
He handed her the report, considerately flipping to the last page.
Bai Kexin glanced at it, eyebrows furrowed. It was legit.
So… what kind of insane plot twist was this?
“Child, you’ve suffered all these years outside. Come home with Dad, okay?” The man’s eyes held a pleading look, hoping his daughter would agree.
“Little Sister, I’m your eldest brother. I personally supervised this test—it’s absolutely real. As for how we got your hair, it’s because a week ago, Madam Bai took yours and Zhang Yi’s for a paternity test. I had a friend run a comparison with ours at the same time. So the data is unquestionable.”
As the eldest brother, he felt it necessary to explain everything clearly.
It was a sheer coincidence—just as they began suspecting the Bai family, Madam Bai conveniently sent hair samples for testing. Talk about a stroke of luck.
Bai Kexin’s face remained expressionless, but her mind was in turmoil. What kind of life was this? Even her origins had to be this convoluted?
“I… am really your daughter? What if you’re wrong?” She didn’t want to go through this kind of emotional whiplash again. A back-to-back identity reversal? Not even soap operas would dare go this far.
“We’re not wrong,” the man insisted. If Madam Bai and Zhang Yi were confirmed mother and daughter, then Bai Kexin couldn’t be related to them—but she was related to the Shen family. That was proof enough.
Bai Kexin studied them for a moment before asking softly, “Who… are you?”
Clearly, they knew her, but she didn’t recognize any of them—though the middle-aged man and the eldest brother did seem vaguely familiar.
The man froze. In their excitement, they’d forgotten to introduce themselves. How careless!
“I’m your biological father—by blood. My name is Shen Yanting.”
“I’m your eldest brother, Shen Zefan.”
“I’m your second brother, Shen Zhehan.”
“I’m your third brother, Shen Xiaoming.”
“I’m your fourth brother, Shen Chenrui.”
“I’m your fifth brother, Shen Xiaojie.”
Bai Kexin was stunned. This many? Five brothers?!
“I’m Bai Kexin… though I guess you already know that.” They’d investigated the Bai family, after all—of course they knew her name.
“Yes, we know,” Shen Zefan replied, his voice deep but laced with warmth.
“Let’s go home together. Mom is waiting for you there.”
As the eldest brother, Shen Zefan ignored his father’s murderous glare and stepped forward, gently ruffling Bai Kexin’s hair.
“I’m your big brother now. Don’t be afraid—I’ll handle everything for you. You just need to be the little princess of the family.”
Perhaps the bond of blood was just this magical. The family also had an adopted sister, but none of them felt any connection to her.
She’d been forced on their parents by their grandmother, and maybe because there wasn’t a drop of shared blood between them, none of the brothers could bring themselves to like her.
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