Ling Che's footsteps trembled, something flashed quickly in front of his eyes, he grabbed the wet corner of his clothes and subconsciously covered it with his sleeve.

Ling Qianyi stepped forward, grabbed his hands, and pinched up the hem of his shirt.

"You and your mother were in the front yard the whole time, how come your clothes were wet?" His tone was a little hurried, and a thought spread in his mind. The truth shocked, disappointed and made him unbelievable.

Gu Qingqing looked surprised. How could she and her son save face if she questioned him like this in front of all the ladies?

"What do you mean?" She held her son's hand and stepped forward to protect him. "Ling Qianyi, he is your seed, not your prisoner. Watch your tone!"

"I didn't question him!"

Ling Qianyi was about to catch the truth, and his mood became a little anxious. His voice could not help but get louder. "Che'er, tell me honestly, where did you go just now!"

He clenched Ling Che's hands tightly, wishing he could pry open his mouth and hear the truth immediately.

Ling Che lowered his eyes and said calmly:

"Just now, the maid was serving tea and accidentally overturned the teacup, soaking the corner of my clothes."

"Do you think I can't tell the difference between tea and water?"

He is lying!

Ling Qianyi, who saw through this, felt angry for no reason and grabbed his slender wrist, "Why are you lying! What on earth did you do just now!"

"Tell me the truth!"

His voice was almost a roar, and his furious look frightened the guests around him so much that they all stood further away, fearing that they would cause trouble.

The young Ling Che was a little frightened. Although his parents' relationship was not pleasant from childhood to adulthood, this was the first time he saw his father get so angry since he could remember.

"I……"

After all, he was only five years old. When facing his elders, he was a little scared, "I..."

"If you know, Che'er is your son. If you don't know, you might think he is your enemy." Gu Qingqing glared at him coldly, took the child and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Ling Qianyi grabbed Ling Che.

Seeing him hesitating, he knew the truth. He felt heartbroken and disappointed. Thinking of Yun Jiao, whose life or death was uncertain, he slapped him in anger.

Bang!

A loud and crisp sound!

Ling Che couldn't bear the force and fell to the ground. A big cut appeared on the corner of his mouth and he spat out a mouthful of blood foam, shocking everyone present.

"Che'er!"

Gu Qingqing was almost terrified, "Son! Your face...ah! Ling Qianyi, I'm going to fight you!"

Her eyes turned red with rage, and she rushed forward recklessly, grabbed Ling Qianyi and began to tear and beat him fiercely, then pulled his arm and bit it angrily.

Her son is her life. She will fight to the death with anyone who touches Che'er.

"You've spoiled me and made me a good son!" Ling Qianyi boasted of his good temper, but this time, he was really irritated. "In the past few years, no matter how you made a fuss or got angry, I didn't care about you. But my son is only a few years old, and he still has a long way to go in the future. If you don't teach him well, how is that different from ruining him?"

"Gu Qingqing, you are not a child anymore, but your intelligence is like that of a three-year-old child!"

Do I have to destroy my son to be satisfied?

Many guests and servants were discussing something in a low voice:

"I heard that the young marquis' family is not on good terms. It seems the rumors are true."

"For a woman who can't even get the love of her husband, what's the difference between her life and being a widow? How sad it is."

"I heard that the young marquis already had someone in his heart. Back then, marrying the daughter of the Gu family was an ill-fated relationship..."