Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 738 Replacement

Having heard Qiang Hongying’s words, Zhuang Rouhui felt as if a light had turned on in her mind.

A thought immediately came to her.

Unwilling to delay, she went straight to Lingguang.

Just as Zhuang Rouhui was about to enter the gate of Lingguang No.1 Middle School, she was stopped by the security guard at the entrance.

"Ma’am, you look familiar. Didn’t you cause a disturbance here last time?"

The security staff had an excellent memory for faces.

Zhuang Rouhui’s distinguished aura was too conspicuous, and she was recognized before even entering.

Zhuang Rouhui, having no other choice, gave the name of Zhuang Lan.

It so happened that school was about to let out, and the security office got in touch with Zhuang Lan’s class teacher.

The teacher notified Zhuang Lan quickly.

Upon receiving the message, Zhuang Lan who was in the classroom, felt a slight sinking in his heart.

"My aunt is looking for me?"

Zhuang Lan quickly remembered the incident from a few months ago; knowing Zhuang Rouhui’s character of not doing anything without benefit, she definitely wasn’t just passing by the school to see him.

She must be here for Yue Qingqing.

Faced with the options of avoiding or going to see what it was about, Zhuang Lan chose the latter.

He was worried that if he didn’t go out, Zhuang Rouhui might make another scene.

"Xiaolan, long time no see. You’re a senior now, feeling nervous?"

Zhuang Rouhui’s face wore an unprecedentedly kind smile.

Looking closely, Zhuang Lan felt as though he could see the words "ulterior motives" written all over her face.

"Aunt, what is it you want?" Zhuang Lan skipped the pleasantries, waiting for Zhuang Rouhui to get to the point.

Zhuang Rouhui’s smile froze on her face.

No wonder he was Li Xiaoqin’s son, truly not endearing at all.

"I’ve said it before. I’ve been looking for a long time and finally confirmed that Yue Qingqing is the daughter I lost early on, but there was some misunderstanding when I came to your school to look for her last time. It seems she still doesn’t know her own background."

Zhuang Lan listened expressionlessly, feeling no ripples in his heart.

Until Zhuang Rouhui asked him, "Can you figure out a way to get me a few strands of Yue Qingqing’s hair so I can have it tested?"

Zhuang Lan finally furrowed his brows slightly and looked up, "She’s probably not your daughter."

Zhuang Rouhui replied impatiently, "Just do as I say. Isn’t it fine to just look at the test results? If she really is your daughter, then you’ll have another sister."

Zhuang Lan didn’t understand. Would anyone go around claiming they were adopted?

Plus, judging from the Yue Family’s attitude, the matter was clearly being kept from Yue Qingqing.

They were definitely worried she would go looking for her real relatives, those despicable people!

Seeing Zhuang Rouhui unwilling to give up, Zhuang Lan looked at her solemnly, "Fine."

Zhuang Rouhui was then satisfied, "Then hurry up, I’ll wait for you at the school gate."

Zhuang Lan hummed in response and headed towards the canteen.

Zhuang Rouhui stood at the entrance, watching the direction in which Zhuang Lan had left.

Zhuang Lan hurried to the canteen to find Qu Ruorui and the others had just finished getting their food. They were somewhat surprised to see him.

"Didn’t your family member come to see you? Didn’t they take you out for a meal?"

It was common practice for parents or relatives visiting students at school to treat them to a meal outside the school and ask about their recent situation over the table.

It was unusual for them to let the student return to eat at the canteen.

However, Zhuang Lan didn’t answer, his eyes scanning over Yue Qingqing, Lu Zhu, and Qu Ruorui.

Lu Zhu: "What’s the matter?"

Lu Zhu had short hair, so Zhuang Lan’s gaze skipped over her and finally landed on Qu Ruorui, whose hair was about the same length as Yue Qingqing’s.

"Qu Ruorui, give me two strands of your hair."

Qu Ruorui looked surprised and immediately hid behind Yue Qingqing.

"You’re so cruel, asking a girl mired in the woes of youth for such a precious thing, and two strands of hair at that. You really dare to ask.

"You want my hair? You want my life!"

Wuuwuu, for young boys and girls who’ve faced the troubles of hair loss at an early age, hair is like a precious, non-renewable resource.

They wouldn’t easily give it away.

Yue Qingqing, on the other hand, guessed what was going on and couldn’t help but snicker.

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