Zhao Yu's face was completely pale. He suddenly stood up and rushed over, shaking Zhao Ya's shoulders fiercely, demanding, "Is that what she said?"

Zhao Ya was shaken by him and swayed a few times, without saying a word.

Zhao Yu slapped Zhao Ya hard in the face, then turned and went to Huo Minxuan angrily, "Boss Huo, what kind of deal did you make with my son?"

Huo Minxuan sneered and did not answer.

No matter how Zhao Yu ordered, persuaded, or even attacked Zhao Ya, Zhao Ya refused to hand over the video. What did Huo Minxuan promise him that Zhao Ya agreed to do it?

Zhao Yu stood in front of his son, breathing rapidly, feeling dizzy and seeing stars.

An Meng looked around at everyone in the living room, her gaze resting on Zhao Yu. She said in a deep voice, "Because Zhao Ya wants Huo Minxuan to help him kill you."

In an instant, Zhao Yu's body shook violently, and he looked at An Meng with a blank expression, as if what she said was some fairy tale.

Zhao Ya's brows were sinister, and he roared in a completely different tone from his previous forbearance, "Shut up!"

An Meng curled her lips and said, "I won't shut up. Why should I shut up? My dear son, why would you collude with outsiders to kill your own father?"

Zhao Yu froze for a moment and looked at Zhao Ya with trembling eyes.

Zhao Ya remained stubborn and looked at Zhao Yu with an indifferent expression: "Why? He knows it himself."

"..." Zhao Yu's face suddenly turned pale and his upper and lower teeth were chattering.

"Forget it, let's stop playing dumb. Time is very tight," An Meng said with a smile, "Why not ask me to tell you? It will be faster."

She looked at Zhao Ya and said, "Why? Because Zhao Yu is not your biological father at all!"