Xue Zhaodi took the photo out of Xue Yaozong's pocket and said to Fu Jing, "Mom, don't get Dad's photo dirty."
Fu Jing immediately took the photo and said to Widow Xin, "What else is there to argue about? Your two bastards look exactly like Xue Fu. You two are adulterers who have been having an affair."
The elderly couple in the Ding family looked at the photo in disbelief. The face shape was exactly the same, and the nose and eyes were similar. Anyone who saw it would say that it looked like the child. The elderly couple were basically certain that this was not their child, and a sense of humiliation from being deceived arose spontaneously.
Widow Xin realized the situation was bad. The child looked just like Mrs. Xue. She had always been proud that the child was the child of the man she loved most, and that her husband would happily support her and another man's child. But now that the truth had been revealed, she panicked. If people found out, they would drown her in their spittle.
To everyone's surprise, Ding Wushan retorted directly: "My parents are truly in love. You are the adulterer who cheated on my parents. You stole my father and made him unable to acknowledge us. I'm going to report you to the police. You are the bad guy who destroyed our family."
This statement is solid proof; the Ding family elders understand everything, and even the children know, yet they still deceived them along with Xinmi.
Old Master Ding angrily asked Widow Xin, "I don't care what grudges you have, Xin Mi, tell me yourself, has our Yougui wronged you? Since Yougui left, how much have we helped you? Why did you treat him like this?"
His favorite son had no offspring, ending the family line. Xin Mi had an affair, cuckolding his son. Although the neighbors had all left, they were still eavesdropping behind the door. This matter could not be kept secret, and his son would not have peace even after his death. How dare Xin Mi do this?
Widow Xin, now that the evidence was undeniable, was no longer afraid: "Don't you know best why I treated him this way? Before I came to Shanghai, I told you I was looking for a marriage, a childhood betrothal. I was renting your house and wouldn't be staying long. But you insisted on arranging a marriage for me, constantly bringing your son to my face, threatening me not to rent the house to me, and preventing others from renting it to me. You forced me to marry your son, and my fiancé even misunderstood and broke off the engagement. Tell me, how can you say you haven't wronged me? You ruined my life."
Old Master Ding sneered, "Didn't you tell us that your fiancé found a rich woman to marry and dumped you, even giving you a sum of money as compensation? You cry every day that you've lost your family and have nowhere to go. My son only helped you because he was soft-hearted. We never liked you in the first place. My son is literate and works as an accountant in a big factory. So many people wanted to marry him, but he didn't choose any of them. Now that my son is dead, you still want to smear him. You have such a vicious heart."
Zhu Fanfan watched the commotion with great interest, but Fu Jing spoke up again: "I don't care about your affairs, but you must explain to me where Xue Fu is."
Old Master Ding chimed in, "Where is Xue Fu? You'd better make it clear so we can confront him face to face. Did he seduce you, or are you unable to let him go? In the future, will you break off all ties with him and wholeheartedly remain a widow for Yougui, or will you be spat on every day? The choice is yours."
Yougui is gone, but we can't let him die without offerings. Since Wenshan and Wushan are under his name, we must sweep his grave every year until he dies. There's an old saying that people who die without offerings will become wandering ghosts and will never be reincarnated.
Widow Xin naturally denied it, saying, "I don't know, I have no contact with Xue Fu."
Fu Jing sneered: "If there's no contact, why would you expect your two sons to serve their own father? Who are you trying to fool?"
Widow Xin was desperate: "I don't understand what you're saying. I said I don't know you, and that's it. You're trying to smear me. I have nothing to say. Let everyone judge for themselves. I've been a widow for so many years, and I've kept my door closed every day for fear of causing trouble. I never expected that my husband's family still wouldn't tolerate me. They're trying to force me to my death."
Fu Jing was about to speak when Widow Xin pointed her finger at her and said, "You really want your man's reputation ruined? Don't forget you have a son. Would you be satisfied if people said he was the son of an adulterer?"
Fu Jing shut up. She realized that if Xue Fu had an affair, her son would be implicated.
Zhu Fanfan shook her head behind the wall. How did Fu Jing grow up to be so big? Her older sister had already set up the ladder, yet someone still managed to find a handle against her. Xue Yaozong would be affected, and the two Ding brothers would also be affected. None of them would end up well.
If she were to go up first, grab his hair, and beat him up, since we're already prepared to go all out, what's there to hesitate about? This kind of petty family squabble, if we report it to the police, at most we'll get a settlement and some money, we won't be detained, so what's there to be afraid of?
Fu Jing's actions seemed more like a spur-of-the-moment decision, made without any preparation. After shouting a couple of times, what could she possibly gain besides mutual destruction? She didn't understand what Fu Jing was thinking. No wonder her older sister said that Fu Jing could fool anyone.
Grandpa Ding slammed his hand on the table: "Xinmi, if you don't call Xue Fu out today, you can forget about staying in Shanghai. You know I can do it."
Compared to Fu Jing's bluster, her father-in-law's understated methods were truly frightening. Judging from his words, he wanted Wen Shan and Wu Shan to continue being children of the Ding family. After thinking it over, Widow Xin said, "I only know that he has a good relationship with Jinzi on the outskirts of the city."
This statement was enough to confirm his suspicions, but Old Master Ding still said, "Let's go find him and explain things clearly."
They should sever the bond between the two and take Wenshan and Wushan with them to educate them properly, so that they can sweep their son's grave every year in the future. They should also keep Xinmi away from them, so that Xinmi doesn't corrupt the child. They still have ways to deal with the child, especially since Xinmi is unable to raise the child now, and Xue Fu is also unable to raise the child. He still has some face in Shanghai.
Zhu Fanfan still stepped in: "No need for that. I know where Xue Fu is. He's in the hospital right now. He has a concussion and can't get emotional. It could be life-threatening."
Unexpectedly, Fu Jing seemed to have found a powerful backer and said triumphantly, "Fanfan, they're the ones who bullied me. Go and avenge me!"
Zhu Fanfan hardened his fists and glanced at his older sister: "Can I hit her now?"
Xue Zhaodi gave Zhu Fanfan a reassuring look, and Zhu Fanfan understood. He immediately launched into a flurry of punches and kicks, and Fu Jing was like a fish on a sticky plate, knocked to the ground, unable to do anything but struggle.
After a brief moment of surprise, Xue Zhaodi immediately stopped her. My little darling! She meant that her mother was not a threat and should be let go for now, so why did she start hitting her?
The eldest sister intervened to stop it, so it seemed they had beaten him enough. Zhu Fanfan squatted down next to Fu Jing and asked, "Do you know how Xue Fu got into the hospital?"
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