The next day, the two of them took Chuchu to school together.

On the way, neither of them opened their mouths to speak to each other.

On the way back, Chu Xiaoge thought he would leave soon after dropping her off at the hospital, but unexpectedly he got out of the car with her.

It was still quite early at this time, not many people were at the clinic, and most of the patients in the inpatient department were still not up, so there were just a few patients taking a stroll in the yard downstairs.

Chu Xiaoge stopped in the middle of the yard and suddenly turned around to look behind her.

Sure enough, she saw that handsome man in the black shirt.

Shang Dongyuan didn’t expect her to suddenly turn back and was slightly taken aback.

A fleeting hint of awkwardness in his eyes, Shang Dongyuan then stepped forward and continued to walk.

When he brushed past Chu Xiaoge, he didn’t even glance at her, just walked away directly.

Chu Xiaoge’s heart suddenly felt empty.

She thought he would at least talk to her...

Who would have thought, he just walked away like that?

Pretending not to see her at all...

At the moment Shang Dongyuan walked past Chu Xiaoge, he actually wanted to talk to her, but couldn’t bring himself to do it, so he just left coolly.

Knowing that Chu Lianghua’s surgery was today, fearing she’d be sad and upset here alone, he deliberately pushed aside this year’s social engagements to accompany her.

But upon arriving, he couldn’t...

With a silent sigh, Shang Dongyuan didn’t go to the surgery building, instead went to the dean’s office.

Dean Zhu came over early this morning, knowing that with Chu Lianghua’s surgery, Shang Dongyuan would definitely come over.

Sure enough, Shang Dongyuan arrived not long after.

"Dongyuan, you’re here so early?" Dean Zhu was always very polite to Shang Dongyuan, with tea ready, waiting for him.

Shang Dongyuan nodded, sitting across from Dean Zhu, "How’s the surgery arranged?"

"Rest assured, I’ve arranged for all the professors, associate professors, and directors from the entire department to be there. It’s just a minor surgery, there will be no problems." Dean Zhu smiled, his face looking harmless with its chubby cheeks.

Hearing this, Shang Dongyuan finally felt at ease.

After taking a sip of tea, he asked, "Has the DNA paternity test result come out?"

"It’ll be out this afternoon!" Dean Zhu immediately patted his chest and assured.

Shang Dongyuan toyed with the purple clay teacup in his hand, his gaze turning deep.

"Did you handle it personally?"

"Of course! For your matters, Dongyuan, I have to take personal charge! Besides, just as you requested, this time the paternity test won’t be recorded, rest assured."

Dean Zhu assumed he was worried about others finding out.

After all, if word got out, it wouldn’t look good for Chu Xiaoge’s reputation, and if the child grew up knowing about this, it would surely bother them.

Yet, Dean Zhu guessed wrong. Shang Dongyuan frowned, put down the teacup, and suddenly said, "No. This time, the result needs to be recorded and accessible to those with the capability to find it. Moreover, the result out this afternoon must show that Chuchu is my daughter. Do you understand what to do?"

Shang Dongyuan’s statement was simple but contained three critical pieces of information.

First, there’s no need to keep his paternity test a secret.

Second, the filing and preservation of the records shouldn’t be too restrictive yet not so lax that it can’t be found by capable individuals.