The results are in, and the child indeed has no relation to Fu Chengwei.

Huo Zhixing held the paper, his hand trembling slightly. Although he had been mentally prepared, seeing the result with his own eyes still made him involuntarily angry.

Although his grandfather doted on him when he was young, the Huo family was full of intrigue and backstabbing, and he didn't receive much warmth there.

On the contrary, it was his maternal grandfather who brought a ray of sunshine into his cold childhood.

He especially couldn't forget his uncle's love for him, carrying him on his shoulders, letting him ride like a horse, and taking him to fight with wooden swords.

He was young and didn't know his own strength, often beating his uncle until he was bruised and swollen. But his uncle never blamed him, he would just laugh foolishly.

Every time before returning to Central City from England, he would cry and beg not to leave his uncle...

But now, he will soon be the one to prick his uncle's abscess.

Huo Zhixing took a deep breath and bit his lip.

"Zhixing," Jiang Can nestled beside him, "what's next?"

“Do as we say,” he said in a deep voice. “This farce should come to an end.”

...

When Fu Qingyan received Tang Yilan's call, she was hiding in Lü Maokun's apartment.

She hadn't left the house for several days, and strangely enough, the Fu family hadn't sent anyone to look for her. She even learned about Sun Meifen's hospitalization through the family's servants.

She instructed the servants not to reveal her whereabouts.

The maid told her somewhat helplessly, "Miss, it seems no one in the family wants to know this."

Fu Qingyan's heart skipped a beat.

It turns out that in the Fu family, she was truly a nobody, practically invisible. Over the years, she hadn't made a name for herself at all; instead, everyone looked down on her!

Thinking of this, a surge of resentment and grievance welled up inside me.

So this movie absolutely has to be made, and it has to become an instant hit!

She wants to make those who look down on her knees and beg her for mercy!

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Maokun, wearing a bathrobe, lazily walked out of the bathroom and immediately saw Fu Qingyan standing by the window in a daze.

She was so distracted in bed that he lost all interest and couldn't last long, so he had to end it quickly.

"You can't even serve a man properly, all you do is stand here in a daze!" Lü Maokun lit a cigarette and plopped down on the sofa. "You're really not as good as your mother!"

Fu Qingyan glanced back at him.

With his shifty-eyed appearance, she felt nauseous whenever she was with him. The fact that she even cried out was already a favor to him; what more did she want?!

However, she dared not speak out against her anger. After thinking for a moment, she went over and snuggled up to him, saying in a coquettish voice, "Uncle Lü, I haven't been out for several days. I've been serving you in this house every day... I'm just a little tired!"

Lu Maokun sneered and pinched her chin. "So you want to go out for a walk?"

“I…” she paused, “I want to act.”

Lü Maokun narrowed his eyes. "What kind of film are you shooting?"

"It's that movie directed by Director Tang! She called me again."

"Director Tang, Tang Yilan?" Lu Maokun remembered that he had wanted to use this movie to launder money.

"Yes! Director Tang values ​​me a lot. He's kept the lead role vacant for me and even scheduled me to attend the press conference for his new film a week after I finished filming!"

The more Lü Maokun listened, the more he realized this was a trap.

Tang Yilan has won countless awards and seen all kinds of Best Actress winners. Why did she choose this blockhead-like Fu Qingyan?

The reason she was cast as the female lead was because she brought her own funding to the production; 100 million euros is no small sum.

But now they've all withdrawn their investment!

Has Tang Yilan lost her mind?

"Uncle Lü!" Fu Qingyan shook his arm and pleaded, "Please let me go and film it! This movie is really important to me; I'm counting on it to win awards!"

“This…” Lü Maokun looked at her, “The Fu family can’t possibly be short of money! You have to find a way to get the Fu family to pay for it!”

“Uncle Lü, you…” Fu Qingyan’s eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She had let him torment her day and night for the past few days, and this was the result? She couldn't accept it!

Upon seeing her shed tears, Lü Maokun immediately lost his composure and hurriedly pulled her into his arms, comforting her by calling her "darling."

"Anyway, the Fu family is out of money!" Fu Qingyan sobbed. "The movie is short of funds right now. As long as I can get the funding, not only will I get the lead role, but Tang Yilan will listen to me no matter how the script is revised!"

"Uncle Lü, are you going to invest or not? If you don't invest, am I supposed to tell all the reporters at next week's film launch that the movie is canceled?"

"I won't do something so shameful!"

As she spoke, Fu Qingyan collapsed onto the sofa and burst into tears.

Her crying stirred something within Lü Maokun; as he looked at her back, a wicked thought suddenly crossed his mind…

Suddenly he pressed down on me from behind!

Caught off guard, Fu Qingyan cried out in pain, "Ah..."

"Hmm, not bad!" Lü Maokun said with a satisfied look. "I'll invest this money! Little darling, you should have done this sooner..."

Fu Qingyan was relieved; all her hard work hadn't been in vain. She just needed to endure it a little longer...

However, the two did not notice that the door to the room was ajar, and Sun Meifen was standing outside, her face pale and her whole body trembling.

...

Jiang Can organized all the evidence.

This will inevitably cause a huge uproar, but fortunately, the two of them had already secretly informed Fu Xiuyu.

With Fu Xiuyu as the backbone of the Fu family, the turmoil should subside soon.

Jiang Can's due date was approaching, so she didn't dare to go out much during this time. Sometimes Sang Qing would come to chat with her or bring her some handmade little clothes and socks, which were made with exquisite workmanship, even better than those bought outside.

Jiang Can asked her if she had ever thought about moving to a different place to live, like Southeast Asia.

A fleeting glimmer of light crossed Sang Qing's eyes, but it quickly dimmed again.

"You mean Uncle's?" She smiled and shook her head. "No need!"

"Why?"

"I don't want to cause trouble for Uncle!"

Jiang Can gently took her hand and smiled, "Maybe he likes you causing him trouble?"

Sang Qing's heart tightened, and she tried hard to suppress her rapid heartbeat.

"Really, it's not necessary." She whispered, emphasizing each word as if she were speaking to herself.

"Heh, Sister Jiang Can, you've probably misunderstood." She looked up at her and laughed, "You think I like Uncle? Hahaha... How could that be! I'm used to being free and independent. I don't want to like anyone, nor do I want to be liked by anyone. I just want to live this free life!"

"So, no identity is no identity! Anyway, I can support myself. I just need to be careful. Hehe... I've been doing this for the past eighteen years! No problem!"

Sang Qing's smile was still as bright as the sun, but behind that smile was a dark cloud, shrouding only her own heart.