"Lan Zhuojing, what did my father do wrong that he had to be arrested, or was it someone from the Lan family who did it? Why, why, why?"

Looking at the hysterical Yu Wenwen, Lan Zhuojing threw away the cigarette butt in his hand expressionlessly and said calmly: "Of course he did something wrong."

Yu Wenwen said angrily: "What could he, a teacher who is about to retire, do wrong?"

"Don't you know?" Lan Zhuojing grabbed her wrist fiercely, his voice tense, "Yu Wenwen, why did you want to marry me then?"

Perhaps his expression was too abnormal, Yu Wenwen was confused, she asked puzzledly: "What do you mean?"

Wasn't their marriage arranged by their parents at that time? Why bring this up now?

"What did your father tell you? How did you, the Yu family, discuss it? How did you marry me, get pregnant with my child, and then give birth to it, but..."

He let go of her hand dejectedly, his expression sad, like a trapped animal, his voice trembling: "But you traded my child away? Let our Lan family raise two children who have no blood relationship? Why? You are the biological mother of the child, do you know about it?"

Yu Wenwen suddenly looked up at him, with anger and shock in her eyes, "What do you mean? Are you doubting me? Lan Zhuojing, we have been married for more than 20 years. I gave birth to children for you and took care of the housework. You actually doubt me. Are you still a man?"

Her reaction didn't seem fake, so was she really unaware?

He laughed out loud: "Yu Wenwen, do you know what your father did? He exchanged our child and wanted to kill our child. He even kidnapped my younger brother."

His low voice entered Yu Wenwen's ears, but it was like a thunderclap, and her rationality was blown to pieces by his words.

Her face turned pale little by little, "What...what do you mean?"

Yu Wenwen grabbed his arm and roared, "Child? What child?"

Lan Zhuojing looked at her with sad eyes and said softly: "Our child was replaced since birth and wandered outside. We don't know how much suffering he has suffered."

These words came out of his mouth again, Yu Wenwen's ears buzzed, and her brain went blank. For a moment, it seemed that she could not hear any sound.

She let go of his hand and took two steps back. Her knuckles turned white from holding the table so hard. She forced a smile and said, "No... It's impossible. There must be something wrong. Yinyin, Yinyin looks so much like me."

"Yes," the expression on Lan Zhuojing's face slowly disappeared, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was complicated and indistinguishable, "It is precisely because she looks like you that our Lan family has never had any doubts, but she is not my child, Yu Wenwen..."

He said in a cold voice: "I remember that you have a sister..."

Yu Wenwen suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes were desperate and terrified, she asked in disbelief: "You mean... Yinyin... is actually, Tingting's child?"

Seeing the answer in his eyes, the emotions in her eyes trembled violently, she began to shake, and forced a miserable smile: "What is going on... Dad, why did he do this..."

Lan Zhuojing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was filled with coldness.

He turned and walked out of the room.

Yu Wenwen slowly collapsed to the ground behind him, as if exhausted. As he walked out of the room, she asked anxiously, "Then...where is our child?"

Her voice was filled with tears. "Where are our children? Are they...are they doing well?"

Lan Zhuojing paused for a moment and uttered two words calmly: "Not good."

After walking out of the room, facing the bright sunshine, listening to Yu Wenwen's sad crying behind him, his eyes were empty and cold.

How can they be okay?

When he came outside, he saw Lan Zhuoyu standing aside smoking. He walked over and stretched out his hand to him. Lan Zhuoyu took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, and also lit it for him.

He took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and then said, "She doesn't know."

Lan Zhuoyu's expression softened slightly, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing that he was smoking and not talking, Lan Zhuoyu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, "Let me remind you that what happened to my brother was also done by your father-in-law..."

Lan Zhuojing remained silent. After his cigarette was burned out, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, I will not be lenient with the Yu family. As for Yu Wenwen... ask the children for their opinions."

"That's right," Lan Zhuoyu nodded, "She is their mother after all."

Many children long for the love of their mother. Since Yu Wenwen was not aware of this in advance, it is not unforgivable. As long as the children need her, it is not impossible to keep her.

"They...will be back soon,"

"With my wife here, I will definitely play it safe and won't drive fast. I guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Lan Zhuojing tilted his head to look at him, "Second brother, are you well?"

Lan Zhuoyu frowned, "Brother, I'm not sick."

He just couldn't forget the comrades who died in front of him. Every night he dreamed of those bloody scenes and found it difficult to fall asleep.

Seeing the darkness deep in his eyes, Lan Zhuojing raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"I'm sorry to bother you with this matter."

Lan Zhuoyu smiled and said, "We are one family, why are we talking about different things?"

"Dad didn't let me investigate this matter. He must be mad at me."

"Well, that's right," Lan Zhuoyu nodded with a smile, "You will inevitably get a beating this time..."

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