In the study room, three men sat opposite each other on the black leather sofa.
Shi Weiqing flicked the lighter's wheel and lit the cigarette held between his fingers. He took a deep drag and casually propped his legs on the table.
"Are you sure it's Jin Heng?" Xu Fan hid his shock, his eyebrows knitted tightly.
Ever since Shi Weiqing told them about the golden lock, he had a bad feeling.
Shi Weiqing exhaled a puff of smoke: "The golden lock means nothing; the strongest evidence is the paternity test."
The old affairs of the Jin Family aren't easy to trace. If Jin Heng really has an illegitimate daughter, all traces of her would have been erased long ago.
"Isn't it simple? Just have Jin Yunzhi pluck a hair from his father," Xu Linchuan leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice.
"No way." Xu Fan immediately dismissed the idea, looking seriously at the other two: "He has a competition next month, we can't let him get distracted."
