"Mr. Qiao, what did you say?" Aunt Fu became somewhat anxious, her emotions suddenly flaring up.
Qiao Jingchen realized something and immediately said, "Oh, Aunt Fu, it's nothing, just jokes from the neighbors. Even though I don't look like my parents, I'm very aware that I'm their child. Aunt Fu, let me help you with cooking."
Qiao Jingchen changed the subject and took the spatula from her, starting to cook.
Feeling a bit disappointed, Aunt Fu also knew that she had overthought it, but for some reason, the urge to keep asking was growing stronger.
"Why do others say that you were picked up?"
Qiao Jingchen was startled, then laughed, "Because my sister Weilan was the one who was picked up, so everyone teases me about it. I used to be scared when I was little, but later I found out that my blood type and everything were the same as my parents'. It's Weilan who has the rare 'Panda Blood', not related to us by blood. My blood type is the same as my parents'."