In the end, they were all scammers!
Chen Zheng tossed an envelope over.
Wu Honghui picked it up, and inside was a picture of his mother, Xiaobao, and another man, a happy family of three, which deeply stung his eyes.
"You're not her child; you were just adopted. Her sudden decision to raise you was merely to use you as a tool for making money. There are many ways to raise a child: loving upbringing, providing food to keep them from starving—both are forms of upbringing. Think about it, which kind of upbringing did she provide?"
Chen Zheng's tone was flat.
Wu Honghui rushed to his mother and grabbed her collar tightly: "Tell me, Mom, it's not true, it's not true at all! You love me, I'm your child."
Wu's mother seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. After keeping it a secret for so many years, the truth would eventually come out.
“I’ve never treated you like my child. You’re just an abandoned bastard I picked up! Look at you, how despicable you are! Your hands are stained with blood. Having someone like you will only bring trouble to the family. If I didn’t lie to you, why would you be so devoted to working for us?”
Fu Chenyuan coldly glanced at the three of them, then stood up: "Let's go."
Someone will clean up this farce; he has done enough.
Yes, he has a wife, so he can't cause a death.
Behind him, Wu Honghui's howl rang out, like that of a wounded beast.
Fu Chenyuan's face remained expressionless.
Since he dared to set his sights on Jiang Wanning, he would shatter Wu Honghui's illusion of happiness and make him wish he were dead.
As for the person behind the scenes, Fu Chenyuan believed that even if he didn't make a move, Wu Honghui would make the first move.
*
In the middle of the night, Jiang Wanning was half asleep when she felt a cool, damp body get into bed and pull her into her arms.
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