Chapter 199 A Trap for Father and Son
Chapter 199 A Trap for Father and Son
Chapter 199 A Trap for Father and Son
Zhu Ya dodged his hand, pursed her lips, and didn't want to explain too much.
Such a big thing as him not being Zhu Wen's son should have been communicated to Zhu Wen by his family long ago. Instead, he pretended not to know. His acting skills are worthy of an award.
Seeing that Zhu Ya kept dodging his hand, Zhu Wen became even more determined, his whole mind focused on grabbing the person.
Zhu Ya also became stubborn; the more you try to grab me, the less I'll let you grab me.
Zhu Ya skillfully dodged Zhu Wen's touches, and Zhu Wen tried several times but failed to catch her, his patience gradually running out.
Zhu Ya was no match for Zhu Wen when he got serious. Zhu Wen grabbed his arm and pulled him back, then wrapped his arm around Zhu Ya's neck and violently subdued him.
"Are you still going to cause trouble? Hmm?"
Zhu Wen curled his fingers and tapped Zhu Ya's head. This kid was indeed his son, so stubborn.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Zhu Ya struggled desperately, twisting his head to avoid Zhu Wen's sharp taps on the head. Old Deng was so annoying.
"If you don't let go, do you still dare to call your father a stud? You've really got some nerve."
"You still say you're not? Over the years, haven't a few illegitimate children come knocking on our door?"
With red eyes, Zhu Ya roared out all the grievances she had been holding back.
Over the years, countless mistresses have come to cause trouble, and an illegitimate child appears almost every few months.
Zhu Ya was young before, and her family kept it a secret. But later, too many people came, and it seemed like every woman had an affair with Zhu Wen.
There was no way to hide it anymore; the Zhu family was numb, and Zhu Ya was numb too.
What upset Zhu Ya the most was that this time, the person who came to his door was actually his illegitimate son, who turned him into a fake young master and kicked him out of the house.
"You did all those disgusting things, and you don't want people to talk about them? You've been sowing your seeds everywhere, and illegitimate children are springing up like mushrooms after rain. You can't even clean up your own mess, and now the door has come to your house. You're really something!"
Zhu Wen was stunned by Zhu Ya's questioning.
He thought to himself, "This kid's gone crazy. Why is he suddenly interfering with my private life? Even his father doesn't care, and Zhu Ya, as his son, wants to interfere with his father's?"
Once you start saying something difficult, you can't stop.
"All you do is travel around. Look at your father, do you even act like one? Do you know my birthday? Do you know what I like? Do you know what I don't like?"
“You know nothing. You don’t even know how old I am. How can you be someone’s father?”
Zhu Ya felt more and more aggrieved and sad as she spoke, and even resented Lao Deng in her heart, thinking that he was neither a good father nor a good son.
Some might even think, "Old Deng is having such a wild time outside, why can't he be Old Deng's son?"
He disliked his terrible father, Old Deng, but his grandparents and sister were all very good to him, and he couldn't bear to part with them.
Now he's suddenly a fake young master, and those relatives are no longer relatives. He's homeless, all because of Old Deng.
Zhu Ya knew she was venting her anger, but who could blame her when all the chaos stemmed from that scumbag, Old Deng?
Zhao Yang also said that it was his mother who was jealous of Zhu Wen finding a new lover and wanted to take revenge on Zhu Wen, so she switched Zhu Ya and Zhao Yang.
It was all because of Old Deng's philandering.
Thinking of this, Zhu Ya glared fiercely at Zhu Wen, the culprit!
"What kind of look is that? How dare you glare at me? I raised a thankless wretch! And now you're lecturing your old man."
Zhu Wen was furious and embarrassed. This brat has gone too far. He reached out and grabbed Zhu Ya's ear.
“Come with me to my old house. I want to ask the old man how he taught the brat.”
"Let me go, I'm not going back!"
Zhu Ya slapped Zhu Wen's hand that was grabbing her ear, but she didn't cry out in pain and stubbornly refused to follow him.
"You're going through a rebellious phase. You want to run away from home like that? No way. I've already done that before."
“I’m not going back. That’s not my home! I’m not your son. I’ve been kicked out. I have no home. I can’t go back!”
Zhu Wen finally couldn't hold back her tears any longer and they streamed down her face. She wiped her face and continued to cry.
"Waaah, I have no home anymore!"
Unable to stop crying, he raised his head and wailed heart-wrenchingly.
Zhu Wen let go, and Zhu Ya sat down on the ground with a thud, wiping away tears and wailing loudly.
This was the first time Zhu Wen had encountered such a situation. All his anger vanished in fear at the sound of her wailing. He was at a loss and wanted to comfort Zhu Ya, but when he reached out his hand, he didn't know how.
"Hey, don't cry. Even if you don't want me, you can't run away from home!"
"What are you pretending for? Don't you know that Zhao Yang is your son? I'm not your son, I'm the fake young master, Zhao Yang is the real young master!"
"Huh? What do you mean by 'busy fake young master' or 'real young master'? Have you been reading too many novels and short dramas? Have you lost your mind? Stop crying, you're such a big kid now, there are a bunch of people watching."
This was the first time Zhu Wen had ever felt so embarrassed. He was a very self-reliant and confident person, and the opinions of those around him did not affect him. This was also why he had been able to do things his own way for so many years.
This was the first time I'd been surrounded by people, and it made me feel incredibly uncomfortable.
Zhu Wen reached out and grabbed Zhu Ya's arm, trying to pull him up so he could leave quickly. The root of all this embarrassment for him was this little brat who was wailing loudly.
Zhu Wen forced a smile and coaxed, "Little ancestor, get up quickly. So many people are watching. If there's anything wrong, talk about it at home. It's too embarrassing."
"Waaah, I have nothing to do with you, I'm not your son, waaah, I'm the one who's embarrassed, what does it have to do with you! Let me go! Waaah waaah waaah."
While crying loudly, Zhu Ya retorted sharply, saying that he had embarrassed Zhu Ya, what did it have to do with Zhu Wen!
Zhu Wen's head ached from crying. The women he had encountered were all the kind who cried like pear blossoms in the rain, but he had never encountered this kind of tantrum-like wailing.
Thinking that the little brat was such a hassle, he wanted to forcibly pull him up and stuff him into the car to prevent him from continuing to die.
Zhu Ya is getting stubborn. If you pull me, I won't get up. The harder you try, the less I'll cooperate.
The young man was quite strong and tried his best to fight back. Zhu Wen had easily suppressed him before, but this time he underestimated his opponent and failed to lift him up even after two attempts.
Zhu Wen was never one to have a good temper. When he saw that he couldn't pull the person up, he simply bent down, grabbed the person by the waist, and forcibly lifted them up, hoisting them onto his shoulder.
Zhu Ya refused to cooperate at all this time, waving her arms and legs and struggling desperately.
"Let me go! Old Deng! Let me go!"
Zhu Ya struggled desperately while shouting.
Zhu Wen frowned, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and endured the punches and kicks. He opened the car door and was about to shove the person inside when he heard someone shout to stop him.
"Stop! Put that child down!"
Zhu Wen looked over and saw two policemen running towards him, their batons already drawn.
He glared at Zhu Wen warily and warned him.
"Put that child down immediately. Someone called the police and said you snatched a child in the street and abducted him. Come with us and cooperate with the investigation."
"..."
Zhu Wen rolled his eyes in exasperation, grinding his teeth in anger. He had truly lost face this time.
"Did you hear me? Put the person down and put your hands up!"
The police baton was raised, as if Zhu Wen was unworthy of the task, so they resorted to force to resolve the matter. This was mainly because Zhu Ya was tall and strong, and his face did not resemble that of a bad person.
However, Zhu Ya cried so miserably that Zhu Wen's appearance became even more repulsive, no wonder the police were wary of him.
Zhu Wen obediently put the person down, fearing that if things continued, it would become headline news.
Zhu Wen's impatient expression made the police more vigilant. They shielded the heartbroken and sobbing Zhu Ya behind them and led the two of them into the police car.
In the police station, Zhu Ya sat in the interrogation room, facing questioning from two stern-faced police officers.
"Name, gender, age,..."
Even though Zhu Wen was unwilling, he had no choice but to answer honestly and recount the whole story.
"You say that child is your son? What proof do you have?"
"Um... do we really need to prove that I'm his father and he's my son? Aren't our names obvious enough? My name is Zhu Wen and his name is Zhu Ya."
“We’ve already checked. You’re not on the same household registration book, and your ID cards and accommodation addresses are also different. There’s no indication of any father-son relationship.”
"..." Zhu Wen was speechless for a moment.
For various reasons, he moved his household registration out separately, and the address on his ID card is a property under his name, not the old house.
When Zhu Ya went back, the old man wanted Zhu Ya to be registered under his name, since they were father and son. However, he had something to do that day and drank too much, so he didn't go back.
When the old man saw that he hadn't returned, he got furious and immediately registered Zhu Ya under the eldest brother's name, filling in the old house as the address.
Therefore, the two people are currently registered in different places and have different addresses.
Legally speaking, his son is not actually his son, but his nephew.
Thinking of this, Zhu Wen felt a headache coming on and regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself. Why did he drink so much back then? And the old man too, didn't he just get himself into trouble?
How can he prove that his son is his son?
"Speechless? I've never seen a thug like you snatching a child in the street, especially such a big one."
The police officer looked on with disdain. Human traffickers, especially those as audacious as this, should not be let off easily. Letting them go would be irresponsible to every family.
Meeting the police officer's gaze, Zhu Ya once again experienced what it meant to be speechless with anger.
A sigh of resignation.
“Go ask that brat Zhu Ya if I’m his father, he won’t deny it.”
“I’ve already asked him, and he said he’s not your son; Zhao Yang is your son.”
"Huh? Where did this Zhao Yang come from? He's my only son, and my father has checked him."
Zhu Wen blinked, not quite believing what he was hearing. If his son had said it was just a tantrum the first time, and they were already at the police station, then there was something wrong with him saying it again.
"Officer, could I make a phone call? My family can vouch for our relationship."
The two policemen exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.
Zhu Wen took the phone, dialed the old man's number, and put it on speakerphone under the watchful eyes of the police.
The call was answered quickly, and a loud, energetic old man on the other end cursed loudly.
“**You brat, you still know you have a father, you still know you have a family, and you still know to call home.”
"Dad, my dear dad, wait a minute before you start yelling at me, I'm at the police station."
Zhu Wen quickly interrupted the old man, warning that the police officers would also be scolded because of him. Author's Note: Thank you to my mentor 9492239 (9492239) for your support! For more exciting content, please leave a message for this book on Liancheng Reading.
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