"Bah! You uneducated thing."

He Guiren looked at his son who was so arrogant that he wanted to stuff him back into his mother's womb.

"You... you'll always pee even without a mirror. You're nothing without the He family."

In excitement, he blurted out what was said in his ear.

"Oh? Now you think I'm uneducated?"

He Zuyao was as tough as a crock of meat and didn't think his father could do anything to him.

"Why am I like this? Don't you have any idea? You made your first fortune thanks to my grandfather. What did he tell you before he died? He kept asking you to take good care of my mom, but what happened? How did you actually take care of my mom?!"

Her voice suddenly became sharp, "If my mother were still alive, she wouldn't let that bastard ride on my head!"

After so many years, He Zuyao had heard some gossip, which was like tiny pieces of broken glass taking root in his flesh and blood. Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would feel a dull pain in his bones.

Li Shanshan hurriedly said, "Ayao, how could you believe that nonsense? For all these years, I've always treated you like the apple of my eye. Even though you're not my biological child, I've always treated you well. When you had a high fever at seven, I didn't sleep for three days and three nights. When you got into trouble while studying abroad, I always had to secretly deal with it for you."

[That's true—]

Xia Chi agreed.

Although Li Shanshan didn't give birth to him, she truly treated him like her own son, pampering him all day long, turning this beast into a troublemaker.

If it weren't for Li Shanshan, this bastard would be starving under a bridge somewhere. How could he have the good fortune to be the son of the richest man, showing off all day long?

[It's a pity that I raised an ungrateful person. ]

If I had known this would happen, I wonder if Li Shanshan would have regretted adopting him.

He Guiren also sighed in his heart. Although the child was not his biological child, he had seen how well Li Shanshan treated the child over the years...

Eh, that's not right.

Why is this sound still there?!

The reckless paparazzi was lying half dead on the ground, his mouth sealed tightly.

Not him...

Who else?

How could Li Shanshan even know about He Zuyao's private affairs...

Could it be a mole?

Mr. He's gaze drifted towards the door of the suite——

There's something wrong with those two yellow-haired guys in there!

I'll deal with you later.

The yellow-haired man touched his neck through the door.

Hiss, why is there a cool breeze?

Is the air conditioner turned up too high? I'm getting goosebumps.

I didn't even know I was on the death list.

While He Rengui was distracted, He Zuyao started arguing with his stepmother.

He suddenly shook off Li Shanshan's hand, his eyes full of disgust: "Forget it, don't call me son. Ever since the day I found out the truth, our relationship has been over!"

Li Shanshan's eyes were filled with tears, she felt bitter but couldn't utter a word.

"You..." He Guiren couldn't help but lecture him, "Even though she's not your biological mother, hasn't she worried about you enough over the years? The grace of raising someone is greater than the grace of giving birth to a child. You beast, how could you be so heartless and ruthless? You're simply hopeless."

"Yes, I'm hopeless..." He Zuyao suddenly laughed nervously, rubbing his temples. "How could that bastard have such a good life? Haven't you long since despised me, the son of a mentally ill person, and started training with me as a new account? And you're afraid I'd spoil him..." He glanced at Li Shanshan. "You gave him to Grandma to raise by your side, giving him an elite education since childhood, hoping to train him to be the successor of the He family. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

He Zuyao said proudly, "I've seen this year's financial statements. Young Master He's first attempt at trading has already resulted in record-breaking losses. I've been eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling for all these years without spending a dime, and yet your precious child has wiped out ten of your luxury cruise ships in three months. You've even managed to create an artistic sense out of a billion-dollar hole! You truly deserve to be Daddy's eldest son!"

He Zuyao knew where to stab with his soft knife. After stabbing Li Shanshan, he did not let the richest man go.

The key is that the voice in my ear is also whispering...

[Tsk tsk tsk…]

Money is not spent, it is lost.

Who would have thought that in the world of wasting money, entrepreneurship could surpass pornography, gambling, and drugs, firmly ranking first on the list of fastest wasting money?

[God has his way, the scythe will never escape...]

[I suggest giving the sickle a gold rim, since the leeks being harvested are made of 24k pure gold.]

The richest man covered his chest.

It would have been fine if the eldest son was useless, but I didn’t expect that the second son, who I carefully trained, would lose even more money.

Huangmao, shut up.

I kill you……

[But this He Zuyao is really interesting. He actually called Li Shanshan's son a bastard?]

[Is it Fish Leong who gave you the courage? ]

[This is hilarious. He Zixun is He Guiren's blood after all. How dare you call him a bastard?]

“???”

He Guiren's eyes were as wide as copper bells.

What does it mean?

What does it mean to have He family blood?

He Guiren might as well have donated his eyes. He has two eggs under his eyebrows. He can only blink but not see. How does He Zuyao look like me? He can't even recognize his own child.

[The hippopotamus demon's face could be used as a plate, and it has nothing to do with the He family's ancestral oval face. Yet, he raised him as if he were his own son for twenty years.]

[Even if you are the richest man and have lived a life of glory, there will come a day when you have to help raise someone else's son.]

Help others raise their sons

day

ah.

…

When it comes to cuckoldry, even the richest man is starting to have tinnitus.

His eyes swept across He Zuyao's square face - his eyebrows, his features, were indeed nothing like his own.

How could that be?

Could it be that...that crazy woman Yu Pei betrayed me?

He suddenly remembered the early years when he became successful. The business in the building materials market was booming and he was often too busy to keep himself busy. But Yu Pei, that useless crazy woman, was pretentious and clingy. Often when he came home tired after a day of work, he would have to play the piano and dance tango with her, and talk about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life.

He was overwhelmed at first, but after his father-in-law passed away, he stopped pretending and used the excuse of being busy with business to avoid going home.

Didn’t Yu Peimo get together with someone else during that time?

This bitch must be unable to stand the loneliness!

Even though he's already dead, you still want to trick him! !

He Guiren's breathing became heavy, his eyes nearly shooting out knives - for so many years, he had actually treated a bastard like his own eyes. All those lawsuits he had handled for this piece of shit, all the money he had spent on corruption, all the worry he had caused...

He clenched his cane so hard that his knuckles trembled.

No wonder…

No wonder this beast was born with such a lowly appearance. He can't learn anything and can't do anything. All he does all day is drink and cause trouble. His behavior is as rude as a street scoundrel and his temper is like a mad dog.

And he's a fucking gay.

The more He Guiren thought about it, the more hateful he became. He stared at He Zuyao's nonchalant look, and his back teeth chattered.

How could my son He Guiren be like this? He looks like he has the dirty blood of some wild man!

But if it's not my biological child...

He Guiren thought of the trouble this beast had caused him since he was a child...a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Things are actually simple.

He Guiren looked at He Zuyao with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a defective product waiting to be processed.

"He Zuyao!"

You are not worthy of the surname He.

He Zuoyao's fingers while playing the game suddenly stopped, and the character on the screen was killed instantly.

His father just...

Called his full name...

This was a very dangerous warning. The last time his father called him by his full name was the last time.

He went back to his hometown and had so much fun that he used the ancestral tablet as a dart target and was chased for three blocks by the old man.

He Zuyao slowly raised his eyes and met He Guiren's gaze.

The look in his eyes was as cold as the metal table in the morgue, and so strange, as if he was looking at something dirty.

The hair on the back of my neck stood up, and the game's sound effects suddenly became piercing.

What on earth does this old man want to do?

He cursed in his heart.

Hasn't he gotten into enough trouble over the years? Has the consequences been more severe than this one? And yet, the old man still has to clean up his mess.

Since I gave birth to him, I have to clean up his mess. This is only natural! !

He squinted his eyes, looked at his father's face, smiled provocatively, and called him by his full name.

"He Guiren, don't forget who you relied on to get to where you are today. If it weren't for my grandfather, you would be a first- or second-hand dealer in the wholesale market now. How did you repay him? You are a beast yourself, so it's no wonder that you raised a beast."

He Guiren's teeth clattered, and veins bulged on his forehead like earthworms. Those days when he was a son-in-law, bowing his head and relying on others for his livelihood, were the most painful part of his life, and he hated it most when others mentioned it!

But he suddenly calmed down, with a sinister smile on his lips - since he was not his own flesh and blood and dared to poke his spine, he would make him understand the pain of losing everything.

He slowly rolled up his sleeves.

"Okay...very good...I'll let you..."

[Hey, where did this giant baby come from? It seems that you have lost all your conscience and have not learned your lesson. It's all because of other people's fault.]

[Children from poor families have suffered so much but have never grown up to be as virtuous as you. Don't make excuses for being selfish and stupid.]

The voice in my ear started nagging again.

[Also, it’s not right to say that.]

[It's true that He Guiren is where he is today because of his father-in-law, but what does this connection have to do with you?]

[Do you think the Yu family father and daughter can still protect you in the afterlife?]

The voice sneered.

【It’s good that I didn’t curse you to death. 】

[He Zuoyao really thought he was the original wife's son! ]

He Guiren suddenly froze in the middle of his words, his pupils dilated.

Wait a minute...

Feeling a little confused?

He had begun to believe that the voice could not be Huangmao's.

Could it be a command from God?

Isn’t He Zuoyao Yu Peisheng’s son?

Who else could have given birth to him?

His chaotic thoughts suddenly flashed back to that stormy night twenty years ago. Yu Pei had long been confined to a mental hospital, but one day, a doctor suddenly informed her she was pregnant. Not long after, she was rushed to the obstetrics and gynecology hospital to await delivery. When he arrived, he found Yu Pei, slain under a white sheet, dead from postpartum epilepsy, and a wrinkled baby in the nurse's arms...

The baby was carefully held in front of him by the nurse, with the vernix still covered in undried vernix caseosa.

He still remembers the thrill of that moment. Despite his complicated feelings towards Pei, when that fragile little life was placed in his arms, the warm touch made him feel the thrill of blood connection for the first time.

That day, outside the delivery room, he vowed to himself that he would raise this child with all his heart. He would personally select the most expensive international kindergarten, have a driver deliver Michelin-starred meals to the school every day during elementary school, and donate a library to send this child to an Ivy League school after high school graduation...

But he looked at He Zuyao's ferocious face at this moment...

Could it be that... I picked up the wrong baby?

He Guiren was confused.