I parked the car and went to meet Mr. and Mrs. Huo.

As I expected, the DNA test report showed that I am indeed their biological daughter.

Mr. Huo was very excited. He looked at me and said, "Miss Jiang, although we really hope you can move back home, my wife and I have discussed it and decided to respect your opinion. After all, you have been living alone for so long..."

Mrs. Huo, with teary eyes, looked at me and said, "Miss Jiang, we only have one request, which is that we hope you won't refuse us when we send you messages and visit you frequently. We have been searching for you for a long time..."

As Mrs. Huo spoke, she could barely hold back her tears.

Seeing this, I felt a bit sorry and handed her a tissue.

Mrs. Huo directly grabbed my hand and said, "My child, I have been searching for you for so long. Mom misses you so much..."

I felt a little awkward.

These parents who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, without any emotional connection, it's hard for me to fully engage.

Mr. Huo noticed my awkwardness and reached out to pat Mrs. Huo's shoulder. He said, "Don't get too excited, you scared Qianqian."

Only then did Mrs. Huo let go of my hand and apologized profusely.

I shook my head to indicate that it's okay.

We sat together and chatted. It was during our conversation that I learned my parents had started their own business from scratch when they were young. Just as their business was starting to flourish, they became the target of someone's hatred and fell victim to a conspiracy. When my mother fled with me, she accidentally lost me, and they had been searching for me ever since but couldn't find me.

That's why they didn't have any more children or adopt anyone because they firmly believed that I was still alive and had to find me.

As I listened to my father's words, I was deeply moved.

He had so much wealth and countless opportunities, but he didn't choose any of them.

My mother looked at me and asked, "Qianqian, how have you been all these years?"

I chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "Actually, I've been fine. I'm a bit of a tough person, so no one dares to bully me. But because of my difficult personality, I'm not well-liked either. No one adopted me, and I grew up in an orphanage. After graduating, I started earning money and bought a house by myself."

My mother listened to my words and couldn't stop crying, tightly holding onto my hand.

I didn't pull away either.

I had never told anyone about that experience before. It seemed inappropriate to tell anyone.

I don't like showing my weakness to others.

But now, facing the two of them, I couldn't stop talking.

During that time, my parents missed me, and I missed them.

My father noticed that the atmosphere was becoming a bit gloomy, so he changed the subject and asked about Liu Zhen.

I explained our relationship and recounted today's events, saying, "We've decided to break up. I don't think he's someone I can marry."

My father agreed, saying, "Indeed, I investigated a bit. He has been with the company for two years, but his performance is average, and he doesn't have much capability. Such a person is not worthy of you."

My mother hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter. Qianqian, don't worry. Mom will find the best young talent for you."

I smiled and said, "Really? Then I really need it."

The atmosphere instantly improved.

As I bid farewell to my father and mother at the café's entrance, I could feel their reluctance to leave.

I thought for a moment and said, "I live nearby. Would you like to come up and have a seat?"

Although I couldn't call them mom and dad yet, I still wanted to get closer to them.

My father and mother happily agreed.

After entering the house, my father praised, "This house is not cheap. Did you rent it here?"

I smiled and said, "I bought it myself, fully paid. Impressive, right?"

My mother's eyes widened in surprise. She looked at me with admiration and said, "Qianqian, you're amazing! You've accomplished so much on your own."

I shrugged and said, "It's nothing. I just worked hard."

We sat down in the living room and continued chatting. My parents asked me about my daily life, my work, and my hobbies. I asked them about their business and their current situation.

As the conversation flowed, I started to feel a sense of warmth and belonging that I had never experienced before.

Perhaps, in time, I would be able to call them mom and dad.

For now, I was grateful for the opportunity to get to know them and build a relationship.