"This is a paternity test based on a sample left from Qi Ke'er's amniocentesis."
Zhou Guichuan took it, tore open the envelope, and quickly read through the paternity test report.
"As expected!" Zhou Guichuan chuckled coldly twice, then suddenly rushed in front of Qi Ke'er and slapped her twice across the face. "You bitch."
Although he had already expected it, Zhou Guichuan still felt extremely humiliated when he actually saw the paternity test report.
The way he looked at Qi Ke'er was as if he wanted to shoot her dead.
In fact, everyone present knew that given Zhou Guichuan's vengeful nature, Qi Ke'er was definitely not going to live much longer.
What a pity to waste such a beautiful woman in the prime of her life.
A trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Qi Ke'er's mouth; the slap was indeed quite severe.
"You bitch, take a good look at yourself, how do you plan to explain this?" Zhou Guichuan suddenly grabbed her hair and pressed her head down onto the two paternity test results.
Qi Ke'er was quite skilled, but she was already six months pregnant and her mind was in turmoil, so she was pushed to the ground.
At this moment, Qi Ke'er's hair was disheveled, her cheeks were red and swollen, and she fell to the ground in a disheveled state.
But she had no time to pay attention. She didn't argue; she just looked at Zhou Haiyuan quietly with resentful eyes.
She recalled what she had said to Zhou Haiyuan that night. It turned out that he hadn't ignored her; rather, she was the one who had been abandoned.
Should she feel relieved or saddened? Her feet were planted on the cold floor, the glaring red on her toenails adding to her desolation.
A cacophony of angry shouts and explanations filled her ears, but she paid them no heed. She stared intently at the man she loved, though they were only two meters apart, she felt as if they were separated by the entire Milky Way.
Zhou Guichuan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He kicked Zhou Haiji hard, saying, "You good-for-nothing, shameless bastard, I should have just strangled you."
Zhou Haiji was so frightened that his face turned ashen, completely unlike his smug demeanor from just a few days ago.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong! I didn't do it on purpose, that bitch seduced me on purpose." Zhou Haiji pointed the finger at Qi Ke'er.
"She deserves to die! She deliberately stirred up trouble between my son and me!" Zhou Haiji grabbed Zhou Guichuan's leg and begged for mercy desperately.
“That’s right, she really deserves to die!” Zhou Guichuan’s gaze at Qi Ke’er was as cold as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Second Young Master, do you also think I deserve to die?" Qi Ke'er asked resentfully. She raised her head, her long black hair falling on her pale face, giving her an unusually poignant and cold beauty.
This was the first thing she said.
The moment their eyes met, Zhou Haiyuan felt as if her heart was being pulled by something. Her usually cold and hard heart suddenly felt a strange sense of fear.
Was he being soft-hearted? Zhou Haiyuan turned her face away, no longer daring to look into her eyes.
She was like a fawn waiting to be slaughtered, so sorrowful and so pitiful.
In truth, he never intended to kill her; he simply didn't want to wait any longer, and he didn't want to live such a humiliating life anymore.
This feeling of being ignored and neglected was truly agonizing to him every moment. He wanted to have greater power, he wanted to instill fear in others, and he wanted to make no one dare to mock or ridicule him anymore.
He remembered his childhood, when he wandered around with his mother, a dancer, struggling in the lower classes. The worst time was when his gambling-addicted mother forgot about him at home and didn't remember him until seven days later. He was so hungry that he even ate the moldy bread at home.
He never knew who his father was growing up. He only knew that his mother would bring different men home, and the neighbors looked at him with contempt and pity.
It wasn't until his father found him and brought him back to the Zhou family that he looked at the spirited and imposing man as if he were looking at a radiant god.
When he first entered the Zhou family mansion, the Zhou family members looked at him as if he were a despicable bug.
Although his father brought him back to the Zhou family, his expression was always indifferent, as if he were just a little dog born by chance, someone who was dispensable, and that bringing him home was merely to give him a meal and do his part as a human being.
He had watched the Zhou family live a happy and harmonious life since he was a child, but he had always been an outsider.
No matter how hard he tried, no matter how outstanding he was, he could never gain anyone's favor.
The fatherly love he couldn't get was completely different from that of his older and younger brothers; his older brother got his first Ferrari when he was only 16.
He held an unlimited supply of black cards in his hand.
The still young Zhou Guichuan made no attempt to hide his intention to tell everyone that he would make his eldest son his heir.
But why? He just couldn't accept it. They were clearly from the same father, so why were they treated so differently?
Why is it that, despite being seen as a prodigy by others, he grew up amidst disdain and neglect? What exactly was he lacking compared to others? Was it not simply because his mother was a dancer?
Looking at Qi Ke'er's resentful and sorrowful expression, he suddenly remembered the distant past that he had tried so hard to forget.
He turned his head away, not daring to look at Qi Ke'er again.
"Second Young Master, do you also think I deserve to die?" Qi Ke'er repeated.
He took a deep breath, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes revealed a sharp, eagle-like glint. "That's right!"
Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles; how could he be soft-hearted at this moment?
He knew that Qi Ke'er loved him deeply, otherwise she wouldn't have secretly kept the child.
But what he never told Qi Ke'er was...
He never expected this child; he didn't want his child to have the same shameful background he had as a child.
He loathed everything that happened in his childhood, and he loathed this child who might have had the same experience as him.
Qi Ke'er slumped to the ground, as if all her youthful beauty had been taken away in an instant, and she looked like an old woman with a hunched back.
"I deserve to die! Yes! I really deserve to die!" Qi Ke'er muttered to herself, then suddenly, she smiled with relief.
Didn't she already swear that she was willing to give him everything?
Since his wish was for her to die, she would grant his wish, hoping that when he achieved success in the future, she could leave a faint image in his heart.
At this moment, Zhou Haiji was still trying to defend himself.
"Dad, this really wasn't my fault!"
"It's not your fault! The paternity test results are right here. Are you trying to say that the paternity test is fake?"
"Why can't a paternity test be forged?" Zhou Haiji retorted, sticking out his neck.
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