Chapter 112 I Hate You
Shan Qingshan looked at Zhou Chong.
After a long pause, he said, "It's nothing."
"If you call this nothing, I could say I'm a woman."
Zhou Chong pulled the person in, closed the door, and looked him over from head to toe. He was relieved to find that there were no wounds and no signs of dust or friction on his clothes.
"I'm a woman, do you believe me?"
Shan Qingshan looked at Zhou Chong for a moment and said, "I can't find Grandma."
Zhou Chong froze.
It was just a momentary stiffness.
But Shan Qingshan saw it clearly.
"I thought something was wrong. Didn't I tell you she went on a trip? Don't you trust the arrangements I made? Didn't I send you photos and voice messages?"
He didn't look him in the eye.
Shan Qingshan calmly said, "Photos can be taken in advance, and voice recordings can also be recorded in advance."
Shan Qingshan handed over his phone, "I want to call her."
Zhou Chong finally looked at him.
"Tomorrow, today is too late."
"Now."
Zhou Chong fell silent.
The whole room was eerily quiet; you couldn't hear a sound.
They just stared at each other like martial arts masters locked in a silent tug-of-war.
Until Zhou Chong was defeated.
From calm to disbelief, then to panic, worry, and heartache.
"You found out?"
The thing he least wanted to see happened.
"I don't know. Now I need you to tell me, where is she?"
"Tourism in prison."
Why did you go to prison?
Zhou Chong fell silent.
He wasn't sure how much Qingshan Xiaobao knew.
He couldn't bear to know the cruel truth.
He wanted to use silence to make himself invincible.
In fact, Zhou Chong was full of loopholes in Shan Qingshan's eyes.
"Grandma knew nothing about the substitution and was not involved at all. She lived in the mountains her whole life, what reason could she possibly have to go to jail?"
Zhou Chong remained silent.
Shan Qingshan held the letter up.
Without uttering a word, he blasted the defensive tower that Zhou Chong had built to smithereens.
"What's this?"
"A letter, a letter my mother wrote to herself five years in the future."
Holy crap!
Zhou Chongren was dumbfounded.
Why does this kind of thing still exist?
Could it be that Qing Shan Xiao Bao in his previous life learned the truth by reading this letter?
Dan Qingshan placed the letter on the table in a calm voice.
"The authenticity of this letter still needs to be verified. I hope you can tell me without any concealment before I investigate."
Zhou Chong's lips trembled.
I'm conflicted.
The expression on Xiao Bao's face when he first entered the door was unusually calm.
How could he say that?
Tell him the truth in person, and then watch him turn into the same person he was in his past life?
Shan Qingshan braced his hands on the table, as if he couldn't stand up otherwise.
“I would have investigated even if you hadn’t told me. This all happened so suddenly, and now I don’t know what I can trust anymore.”
When Zhou Chong heard him say that, his heart ached terribly.
"Xiao Bao..."
Shan Qingshan: "I'm willing to believe you."
Zhou Chong was stunned.
He saw Shan Qingshan pursing his lips, tears suddenly falling from his eyes.
He quickly went forward to wipe it.
"Xiao Bao, don't cry."
Shan Qingshan didn't look at him, but simply waved his hand away.
His lips trembled, and his voice trembled as well.
“I’m terrified of investigating things piece by piece; it’s no different from cutting off your head with a dull knife. Just tell me everything at once.”
Zhou Chong couldn't bear to hear those words.
His eyes were red.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything." Please stop crying.
Zhou Chong: "I've done a paternity test on you and Shan Huai, and you're not his child. But you are indeed that old lady's grandson, so it's almost certain that your father is Shan Mingli."
Shan Qingshan took a deep breath, reminding himself to control his emotions and remain calm.
Only by remaining calm can one think clearly.
How did he die?
"Car accident."
How did my mother die?
"Difficult birth".
Shan Qingshan admitted that he breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing those two words.
"You continue."
"Back then, my aunt went to the village to find my uncle, and Shan Fang led the way. At that time, they didn't know that my uncle had already passed away. My aunt stayed for two days, but unexpectedly ran into Shan Huai, who was bringing my uncle's ashes back. Shan Huai took a lustful look at my aunt and raped her."
Shan Qingshan turned his head abruptly, unable to believe it.
Zhou Chong felt a lump in his throat, his heart aching under his gaze.
To restore the facts as simply as possible.
"To ensure your safe delivery, your aunt lied and said you were carrying a child born to a single mother. The old lady believed it, and so did the villagers. Later, during a prenatal checkup, the pregnancy was exposed. Although no one made a fuss, the woman carrying the child abandoned your aunt and left."
"Then what?"
"Your aunt planned to leave after giving birth to you. Unexpectedly, she died in childbirth."
Dan Qingshan pressed coldly, "That's all? Are you hiding something?"
Zhou Chong was helpless.
"They didn't see a doctor when your mother gave birth."
Shan Qingshan's hand suddenly dropped from the table and then quickly clenched into a fist.
"Why didn't they see a doctor? This is murder."
Zhou Chong: "Medical conditions were poor, and Shan Fang and the old lady thought the two of them could manage. By the time they wanted to find them, it was too late."
Shan Qingshan remained motionless.
After a long while, he suddenly laughed.
This laughter made Zhou Chong feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy, and his heart trembled with fear.
“My mother went there on her own, she wanted to stay there, and she even lied and said she was pregnant with a single child, so it doesn’t count as human trafficking. Medical conditions in the mountainous area are poor, and my mother did die in childbirth. So…”
"It can't be judged."
"Grandma...she must have thought that since so much time has passed and the person is dead, there's no point in bringing up the past, and it would only affect her children's lives, so..."
"She kept it from me for so many years."
He's too quick-witted and too smart.
Zhou Chong felt that Shanqing Mountain was crumbling little by little.
He had to support him.
He quickly added more details.
“The rape conviction is in order. The old lady was convicted for covering it up, and Shan Fang should also go to jail. But she stole from the gang leader, became crippled, and was going to jail. She couldn’t accept it and committed suicide. Xiao Bao, we can wait. When Shan Huai gets out of jail, I will find a way to make him pay with his life.”
Shan Qingshan suddenly lost control.
"How can they have lived so many years with a clear conscience after killing people?!"
Zhou Chong's face turned pale, and his breathing became labored.
Shan Qingshan's eyes were bloodshot.
"They live better lives than me... while I've taken care of the person who killed my mother for over a decade! I've called that person 'Dad' for over a decade! How have they viewed me all these years?"
Zhou Chong had never seen Shan Qingshan so emotionally out of control and so vehemently verbal.
I felt heartbroken, scared, and guilty.
In his past life, when he learned the truth alone, his father wasn't by his side.
This time he was there, but it seemed like he couldn't do anything.
Zhou Chong couldn't answer his question, and reached out to hug him, saying, "Xiao Bao, don't think like that."
Shan Qingshan pushed him away.
I provided the answer myself.
"joke."
He's a joke.
Until last year, he still held onto hope for Shan.
Even tonight, he still feels a deep affection for his grandmother.
Shan Qingshan looked at him, his voice eerily calm.
Why did you hide it from me?
Why did you only find out now?
"No matter how cruel the truth may be, you cannot deprive me of my right to know."
Zhou Chong was speechless.
Shan Qingshan's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.
I hate you.
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