Seeing her like this, Yu Jiamu smiled and said:
"It's no use begging him; I've already called the police."
Everyone looked up at him.
Chen Houwen realized: "You're the one who sent me the photos?"
"That's right."
Chen Houwen's expression became quite interesting for a moment.
Shock, suspicion, anger, and vigilance—a complex mix of emotions appeared on his face.
Finally, he calmed himself down, his expression returning to normal, and adopted the tone he used in business negotiations.
"What good will it do you to make this a huge scandal?"
"Benefits?" Yu Jiamu frowned. "Uncle Chen, I'm helping you out. Do you know who that person is?"
Chen Houwen couldn't suppress his anger. Who cared about his identity? Did he think he was afraid of him?
Yu Jiamu chuckled softly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"If you encounter a wanted criminal with more than a dozen murders on your record and don't report it to the police, Uncle Chen, are you going to hide him away?"
Chen Houwen was so frightened by the words "more than a dozen lives" and "wanted criminal" that he was speechless.
After a long while, he finally spoke with surprise and doubt.
"A... wanted criminal?"
Yu Jiamu lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes filled with mockery.
"Can you bear the charge of harboring and concealing a murderer? Can the Chen family bear it?"
Chen Houwen quickly shook his head.
"Don't talk nonsense, I have no knowledge of this!"
He pointed at Wen Hongying, who was lying on the ground, and said urgently.
“It’s all her fault. I want to divorce her immediately and send her and her two bastard children to prison.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Hongying immediately burst into tears.
“I swear to God, Xinji is definitely your biological son. You can get a paternity test done.”
"I was wrong, but the child is innocent. Even tigers don't eat their cubs, please let him go!"
She clung tightly to Chen Houwen's leg, only to be kicked away again and again, yet she relentlessly clung to him each time.
Chen Tiantian also stumbled out of Lin Zhenzhen's room.
"Mom, what are you saying? My brother is Dad's biological son, but I'm not Dad's biological daughter?"
Wen Hongying did not answer her.
She turned to look at Chen Houwen, only to be met with his utterly disgusted gaze.
Chen Tiantian collapsed to the ground with a thud, muttering to herself with unfocused eyes, "What on earth happened...?"
Wen Hongying hugged Chen Tiantian tightly and cried out, "Daughter, my poor daughter!"
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