Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 630: Heart Killing

Xue Meirou glared fiercely at Zhong Tianci.

"You foolish son, at a time like this, you should be driving the reporters away. No matter what, we’ve had so many years of affection between us, isn’t there anything we can’t solve?"

Besides, you have so many assets in your hands, what are you afraid of?

If Zhong Daqiao wants to live his previous life, he’ll have to start from scratch if he is to rise again. Otherwise, he’ll have to beg you.

Xue Meirou pinched Zhong Tianci’s arm and whispered in a lowered voice, "Why don’t you hurry up and send these reporters away, what are you dilly-dallying for? Is now the time to ask this?"

Zhong Tianci wiped his face, as if he had just realized what he needed to do.

He surreptitiously glanced at Zhong Daqiao, who stood there clutching the paternity test report with an extremely ugly iron-blue face, lost in thought.

He braced himself and told the reporters that the press conference was over, and they should leave quickly.

When only the bodyguards were left in the courtyard, Zhong Daqiao finally came to his senses completely.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

His right hand clenched the paternity report tightly, while with his left hand he motioned to the head of the bodyguards, who promptly led the others out.

Then, in the vast courtyard, it was just the three of them, along with Song Yunuan and Hai Shaoqing.

Zhong Daqiao stared intently at Hai Shaoqing and Song Yunuan.

Now, he really had no doubts about the authenticity of the paternity report.

To reveal such a document in front of so many people, it must have been verified.

So how did they find out?

That’s not the point, the point is how should he deal with it?

If he’s not Zhong Tianci’s biological father, then who is?

Zhong Daqiao stared at Xue Meirou with a venomous, murderous look.

He had been deceived for so many years.

He turned his head to look at Hai Shaoqing.

No wonder he had never mentioned the jade mine and the jewelry company from the start.

It turns out he was waiting for him here.

And this bastard must have known all along.

In that instant, Zhong Daqiao thought of many things.

If he doesn’t act according to Hai Shaoqing’s wishes, then he’s acting on the principle that the nurture is greater than the nature; with so many years of affection, he won’t give up. As long as Zhong Tianci acknowledges him as his father, he’ll still consider Tianci his son.

But at the same time, another voice is clamoring—Tianci has a biological father. Who is he? Is he alive?

When did this damn woman betray him?

Slut, slut, damn slut! He wished he could kill Xue Meirou, rip her to pieces.

How dare she make him a cuckold.

Then suddenly it occurred to him that it’s not something he can conceal on his own.

Doesn’t the whole world know about it now?

Zhong Daqiao, standing there, is raising someone else’s child!

He once again realized he didn’t have much in assets.

99% had already been given to Xue Meirou and Zhong Tianci.

To be safe, to prevent Hai Shaoqing from getting his property, he had transferred the foreign electronics technology company to Xue Meirou’s cousin, Chen Youcai.

The Zhong family indeed had quite a few members.

Supported by him over the years, most of them lived comfortably.

But the ones he trusted the most were still Xue Meirou and Zhong Tianci.

Naturally, he wouldn’t transfer these to his relatives.

In his view, how could brothers and sisters be as close as a wife and son?

Was he wrong in thinking this?

Looking at it now, he was terribly wrong!

To resolve the current situation, he’d have to knock out his teeth and swallow the blood, acknowledge the bastard, keep up appearances, and tell the world he doesn’t care about blood ties.

After all, he raised the child, they have a good relationship, and by the looks of it, the boy doesn’t seem unwilling to acknowledge him now.

But he must find a way to kill that slut Xue Meirou.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Zhong Daqiao’s eyes.

However, when he looked at Zhong Tianci, his eyes softened a lot.

He comforted Zhong Tianci in a hoarse voice, "Tianci, please escort these two out first, we’ll discuss our matters privately."

They didn’t need his invitation. Hai Shaoqing and Song Yunuan were already prepared to leave since they had achieved their goal for the day.

As for the Hai family’s wealth, he and Song Yunuan had long plotted how to take it back.

However, before leaving, Hai Shaoqing spoke softly and gently to Zhong Daqiao, "Chairman Zhong, I kindly tell you some news. Zhong Tianci’s real father is Chen Youcai—he’s Xue Meirou’s so-called cousin. But whether he is her real cousin, well, I don’t really know. You can investigate if you want, or not—it doesn’t matter to me..."

Song Yunuan also smiled mockingly at Zhong Daqiao.

She waved her hand politely and said, "Chairman Zhong, you’re truly great. I wish you and your family joy and good health for the rest of your life!"

Her words nearly choked Zhong Daqiao with rage.

What did she mean by joy and good health for his family?

Wasn’t this a slap in his face?

Right after Hai Shaoqing uttered the name Chen Youcai, Xue Meirou’s face underwent another drastic change.

Her eyes, filled with venom, turned to stare at Song Yunuan.

The damned little bitch, she must be behind this.

Xue Meirou wished she could kill her, but she stood frozen, not daring to move.

She knew Song Yunuan’s power.

And dared not underestimate her again.

But how could she rest without avenging this grudge?

Yet Song Yunuan just smiled at her.

She then left with Hai Shaoqing, heads held high.

The vast courtyard was left with only Zhong Daqiao, Zhong Tianci, and Xue Meirou.

Zhong Daqiao’s face was fierce and terrifying, as if he would kill someone the next moment.

Frightened, Xue Meirou could not help but stagger a few steps back.

Zhong Tianci instinctively moved in front of his mother to protect her.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Daqiao was triggered once again.

He gritted his teeth, forcing out each word, "Tell me clearly, what exactly is going on with Tianci?"

Xue Meirou: ...

How should she speak now?

With an embarrassed face, she said to Zhong Daqiao, "I can explain it to you. Let’s find a place..."

All her last hopes vanished.

That was the truth.

Rage surged in Zhong Daqiao’s heart. He glared at Zhong Tianci and took a few steps forward, but then he held back.

He couldn’t strike, especially not in front of Zhong Tianci.

Zhong Tianci might not be his son, but he was Xue Meirou’s son.

Zhong Daqiao understood this and felt as if his heart was pierced by a thousand arrows.

He had let down so many people, but he had never failed Xue Meirou.

But how had she treated him?

She had made a cuckold out of him and even had him raise another man’s child.

Especially since it was she who suggested transferring the electronics technology company to Chen Youcai.

Chen Youcai, ah.

He often came to his house and was naturally considered trusted. He was treated like family.

But what was the result?

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Zhong Daqiao put away the sneer on his face, and looked at Xue Meirou, saying, "Now that we face a formidable enemy, Hai Shaoqing will not let us off easily. You all took part in the matters of the Hai family, especially your cousin Chen Youcai. Thinking you can get away scot-free won’t be so easy."

Zhong Daqiao thought after saying these words, Xue Meirou would be overwhelmed with gratitude.

Unexpectedly, she stepped out from behind Zhong Tianci and confronted Zhong Daqiao, "Whatever we did to the Hai family, wasn’t it all arranged by someone you sent? Not to mention anything else, just this villa, you’ve already transferred it to my name. It has nothing to do with Hai Shaoqing; he can’t pin anything on me."

Zhong Daqiao: ...

He lashed out with a slap.

Xue Meirou was struck off balance, and then, she was furiously pushed to the ground by Zhong Tianci.

Zhong Daqiao felt a throbbing pain in his chest and sat collapsed on the ground, staring at the mother and son standing together glaring at him. Suddenly, he realized this must be retribution.