"Dad, we were young back then and we did wrong things, but we are still your children!"

"You can't let her treat us like this, can you?" Fu Lei said, looking aggrieved.

It's a bit difficult for someone who's used to being arrogant to pretend to be wronged; Fu Lei's expression of grievance was very stiff.

Su Zhaohai is dead. If he were alive, Song Yan really wanted to ask him about it. He later valued Fu Lei very much.

The person he set his sights on is actually this kind of person!

His own son is groveling before his enemy; one wonders what he thinks!

"Dad, Mom's life hasn't been easy since she married you!"

You're always so busy with work that you never have time to take care of things at home. When I'm sick, it's always my mom who takes me to the doctor.

After Xiaolei was born, whenever the weather changed, my mother would take both children to see a doctor. She always gritted her teeth and persevered!

My mom has her own job, and she has a strong personality; she never admits defeat at work.

"Just think about how hard she works!" Fu Baozhen said, her eyes reddening, as if everything she said was true.

Given Lao Zeng's status, he must have a nanny at home. Doesn't Song Yan believe that no one would accompany him when he goes to see a doctor?

If Fu Guohua finds it too hard, then other military dependents with elderly parents and young children to care for wouldn't have to live at all.

“Fu Guohua, when the organization introduced us, the first thing I told you was that whether or not I start a family is not important to me; it's just an arrangement by the organization.”

I focus all my energy on the military. I won't care about things at home. Even my wife and children are not important to me. Can you accept that?

What did you say at the time?

I also told you that I was telling the truth, not just making empty slogans or putting on a show!

You did it all voluntarily, right?

I advised you to think carefully before we got married.

After you and I got married, I had all the necessary staff at my level.

You don't have to lift a finger to cook at home, and you even have a car to go out with.

When you flaunt my rank and position in front of others, when you receive flattery from those around you because of me, didn't you enjoy that sense of superiority at that time?

"You gain some things and you lose others; shouldn't you accept that?"

Fu Guohua bit his lip and remained silent. If a young girl did this, it could be considered cute, but for someone her age to bite her lip like that…

It really feels out of place.

Fu Baozhen: "Dad, my mom has been living alone ever since we divorced."

My mom is good-looking and has a good job. After the divorce, many people introduced her to potential partners.

My mom didn't agree to any of them.

Can't you figure out why?

Song Yan stared wide-eyed at Fu Baozhen. She really dared to say that!

"I stopped having any expectations of you from the moment you did that thing back then!"

That's why there's no need to be disappointed!

Over the years, has your mother's salary been enough to cover all her food and other necessities?

Although she doesn't give you a large subsidy, she's still helping you out!

Her job also did not provide opportunities for embezzlement or bribery.

Do you really not know where her money comes from?

I never doubted your background before, I just felt that Fu Lei and I had nothing to do with each other.

I think I was wrong in the end!

"If he were my child, he wouldn't be like this, whether he takes my surname or not!" Old Zeng said casually, but he left the three people in front of him completely stunned.

Fu Baozhen was dumbfounded. Did he mean that she wasn't his child?

Fu Baozhen knew that her mother's spending and income didn't match up, but she didn't know that Lao Zeng knew.

Fu Baozhen looked at her mother suspiciously. Could it be that she was really born to her mother and another man? Otherwise, why would Old Zeng be so heartless?

"Impossible! If you don't want to admit it, then don't. Why are you saying this about me?" Fu Lei was the first to object.