"Yes, I understand. People are all unwilling to admit that they are from the Green Green Grassland."
Mr. Zhang lunged at the monk, demanding, "Tell me, what's your relationship with him?!"
The monk's gaze was evasive, and it was this evasiveness that made his guilty conscience even more obvious.
Xue Wu is of course his son. He tampered with the paternity test. No matter how many times it's done, the son is still Mr. Zhang's son.
But this woman actually wants to sow discord? She's dreaming.
"Mr. Zhang, think about the paternity test. Don't believe what this woman says. She's just trying to sow discord and alienate us."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang realized what was happening and looked at Mo Yan. “He’s right. Your attempts to sow discord are futile. I’ve done a paternity test with Xue Wu, and he is my son.”
He had a paternity test done before, and he kept telling himself that a paternity test couldn't be fake.
"Monk, you've done that too, haven't you?"
The monk didn't want to look into Mo Yan's eyes at all. He always felt that those eyes were eerie, and whenever he looked into them, he felt like he wanted to tell the truth, which he couldn't say.
"Have you ever thought about this: if you change the paternity test between this man and Zhang Xuewu, others might be able to change the paternity test between you and Zhang Xuewu?"
While paternity tests are certainly authoritative, the results themselves are not necessarily reliable. You can simply change the words on them; it's not a difficult thing to do.
The monk's eyes widened, then he seemed to remember something and shook his head repeatedly.
Impossible, how could that be? To change things, you need to know a secret technique, and only he knows that technique. No, there's someone else who knows it, and that's Yin Yin...
Yinyin...
"What, you remembered?" Mo Yan could tell from his expression that he had remembered.
"Call Zhang Xuewu's mother over now. This matter must be resolved today, or neither of you will leave. I'll send you straight to hell, how about that?"
With a wave of her hand, Mo Yan opened a slit, and the monk saw the Road to the Underworld and the Bridge of Helplessness...
"You...you...you are in the underworld..."
This woman has connections in the underworld and can open the gates of hell at will; he can't defeat her.
"So whether or not you want to call that woman over is up to you, otherwise I might have to take action."
Better to live a miserable life than die a glorious death. Neither of them wanted to die, so the monk quickly took out his phone and made a call.
"Yinyin, come quick! Something's happened at Xuewu!"
"What! Didn't I tell you to take good care of your son? You can't even take care of your son properly, what use are you?"
The main reason was that the monk used a private phone, so the woman wasn't on guard and naturally believed him.
Hearing this, it would be pointless for Mr. Zhang to continue deceiving himself. He sneered and charged at the monk, and the two began to wrestle.
The monk wanted to use underhanded tricks, but found that he couldn't use anything at all. He looked at Mo Yan in horror, only to see Mo Yan holding her phone and smiling at them, "You guys continue, don't worry about me."
Mr. Zhang completely ignored Mo Yan and continued beating her, yelling, "I've been so good to you, and you cheated on me!"
"You're all fat, isn't it normal that Yin Yin doesn't like you?"
The monk stopped pretending and started fighting with Boss Zhang.
"You..." Mr. Zhang was furious. How dare you call him fat! "You're fat too, you fake monk, you piece of trash!"
The two of them started fighting and no longer cared about their image. They grabbed each other and kicked each other; it was impossible to look at them straight away.
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