Ma Xiang couldn't believe his eyes. "This is impossible. Tianci is my son, he is my son..."
If Tianci were not his son, the Ma family line would have ended with his generation.
A hundred years from now, how will he face the ancestors of the Ma family?
Ma Xiang said, word by word, "Tianci must be my son."
Huang Hongmei scoffed, "Tianci, what a good name, what a pity."
"No, no..." Ma Xiang looked at his wife beside him, "Tell me, this isn't true?"
Hou Cuifang's eyes darted away. "Tianci is your son. Don't believe the Xie family's nonsense."
Huang Hongmei smiled and said, "The paternity test results say that I went to a top-tier hospital to have it done, so there's absolutely no mistake."
"If you have any questions, we'll do it again."
Xie Lianxin said sarcastically, "Doing it again would be better for everyone."
"Oh dear, if you've made a mistake, you've raised someone else's son for decades for nothing."
Ma Xiang's face darkened. "Do it! Let's do it now!"
Since it involves the Ma family's bloodline, we cannot be careless.
He pulled up the person next to him, "Come on, Tianci, come with us."
"No, no..." Hou Cuifang trembled all over, "I won't go, I won't go."
Her frightened expression made everyone present instantly understand.
Ma Tianci blurted out, "Mom, how could you do such a thing?"
Hou Cuifang lowered her head, not daring to speak.
Ma Xiang looked at her in disbelief, "Hou Cuifang, you actually cheated on me!"
A month ago, my neighbor made a joke.
“Old Ma, your son Tianci doesn’t look like you, and neither does Yangyang.”
Ma Xiang didn't think much of it at the time, but he couldn't sleep after returning home.
He observed carefully and realized that Yangyang did not look like him at all.
His family has a history of having single eyelids, a long face, and a flat nose, while Yangyang has double eyelids, an oval face, and a high nose.
Ma Xiang mentioned to his wife, "Yangyang is too good-looking, unlike anyone in the Ma family. Tianci is too."
Hou Cuifang chuckled twice, "Haha, you're overthinking it. Xie Lianxin is very honest and would never cheat on you."
Ma Xiang was worried, as this concerned the continuation of his Ma family line.
Hou Cuifang rolled her eyes. "If you're really worried, take Yangyang's hair and do a paternity test."
Ma Xiang secretly pulled out some of Yangyang's hair and went to the hospital to do a paternity test.
He had always suspected Xie Lianxin of having an affair, but he never imagined that Hou Cuifang would cheat on him.
The Ma family's ancestral worship—
It's completely over!
Ma Xiang gripped Hou Cuifang's neck tightly, yelling, "How could you! How could you!!"
"Speak! Who is the adulterer? Who is Tianci's father?!"
Hou Cuifang shoved him away, saying, "It's none of my business if you're not good enough!"
“Back then, your mother forced me to drink all sorts of Chinese medicine, insisting that I was a hen that couldn’t lay eggs.”
"Don't you know who's infertile? You're the one who can't have children!"
"You made me live like a widow for decades, and you were in bed, beep beep beep—!"
The following words need to be censored and muted; they sound terrible.
The Xie family ate a big bite of melon.
In summary, Hou Cuifang was pressured by her in-laws to have a child, but Ma Xiang couldn't; she couldn't have a child on her own.
Therefore, Hou Cuifang set her sights on Old Wang next door and had a one-night stand with him.
That night, she became pregnant.
A gift from heaven isn't a treasure bestowed by the heavens, but rather a green hat given to you by your neighbor, Old Wang.
Ma Xiang was furious. "Hou Cuifang, you're a ruthless person!"
His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Hou Cuifang took the opportunity to kick him twice, "You old devil, you dare to pinch me, I'll make you so angry you'll die."
Xie Lianxin was dumbfounded.
She never expected this scene.
Ma Tianci sat on the ground, not daring to go forward.
Xie Lianxin threw down the divorce papers, saying, "Divorce, Yangyang is mine."
Ma Tianci stammered, "Wait, Lianxin, I was wrong..."
See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.
Xie Lianxin left these words behind and departed gracefully.
...
Fu's Building.
Chen Zhao sat at his desk and typed on the keyboard.
"Hey." Huang Wenchang patted him on the shoulder from behind. "Assistant Chen, I'm going to pick up my wife after get off work. Are you working overtime again today?"
Chen Zhao stared at him expressionlessly, "Get out of here!"
Huang Wenchang said with a smile, "Assistant Chen, take care of your health, be careful not to die suddenly."
"Bye, I'm off work."
"Get out of here."
Chen Zhao continued typing.
As Fu Jingyao passed by, he glanced at him and said, "Chen Zhao, I'm going to pick Lin Xi up and take her home. Prepare the materials for tomorrow's meeting and put them on my desk."
"Okay, Mr. Fu."
Chen Zhao sighed deeply.
What did single people do to deserve this?
They both tried to provoke him.
Driven by grief and indignation, Chen Zhao quickly finished the last page and organized the documents.
Then, I left work.
He had worked for Fu's company for six years and had already bought a house and a car.
Chen Zhao drove his "wife," a Bentley, home.
I got off work a little early today, just in time for the evening rush hour. There were cars and electric bikes weaving around everywhere on the street.
Chen Zhao regretted it; he shouldn't have left work so early.
He opened the unreliable map app and navigated again, which showed a road without traffic jams.
Chen Zhao followed the map, but the further he went, the more something seemed off.
He forced himself to drive forward through what looked like a gate.
Trust the navigation; it won't go wrong. Keep driving!
As dusk fell, the number of pedestrians on the road decreased, and moss climbed all over the walls on both sides.
The further we drove, the darker it got; the headlights seemed to be blocked by something, unable to illuminate the road ahead.
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