Yes, with Yu Pei's personality that wouldn't even let her crush an ant, how could she possibly betray him?

Although that woman was annoying because she recited poems and made couplets all day long, she was actually a naive and innocent girl who would blush even when lying.

Over the years, the slight guilt he felt towards the father and daughter turned into indulgence of He Zuyao.

But now——

He chuckled.

Neither the seed of the Yu family, nor the blood of his He family——

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, his expression heavy before a storm. "It seems I've been so indulgent over the years that you've forgotten who you are—"

He Guiren looked at the rotting flesh in front of him and spoke slowly, "As the chairman of the He Group, I can confiscate all your real estate, deactivate your black card, freeze your Swiss bank account, transfer the Repulse Bay villa to Zixun, remove your overseas trust, and put that Gulfstream G650 up for auction tomorrow..."

He Zuyao's pupils suddenly shrank, and his Adam's apple rolled: "You..."

Like a male animal whose territory was threatened, he raised his chin, the corners of his mouth trembling: "You dare -"

"What? You want to threaten to sever the father-son relationship with me again?"

He Guiren slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his glasses. "Whether I dare or not depends on who you are. If you were a son of the He family, standing there would be a stick of incense, and I would have to bear some responsibility. If not... then you are worse than a stray dog on the street..."

He Zuoyao's jaw was tense, and Li Shanshan beside him suddenly became a little nervous.

"Cherish the time you spent as my son. You can act wildly in front of me. It's a good thing your last name is He..."

When the paternity test results come out, maybe—

"I can give you glory, and I can also take it all away."

Young Master He pursed his lips and remained silent.

When He Guiren saw his frustrated look, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He was obviously the father, but he had been as frustrated as his grandson all these years.

Finally, I got rid of my anger.

Li Shanshan was anxious: "Guiren, don't be so impulsive. This child has been like this since he was young. He has a quick temper and speaks without thinking. You know that."

Li Shanshan desperately winked at He Zuyao: "Quick, admit your mistake to your father. Your father didn't mean that."

He Guiren saw it all: "Shanshan, you don't have to be so nice to him. After all these years, can't you see that you can't feed an ungrateful person."

"Humph," he snorted coldly, "You might as well feed it to a dog. A dog knows how to wag its tail."

He Zuyao is stupid and bad, but he knows one thing clearly: if his father really cuts off his funds, how will he support his younger brothers? Without his younger brothers to support him, how can he be the local tyrant?

It seems like the old guy is serious this time.

He Zuyao gritted his teeth and decided to endure the humiliation: "Dad, I..."

He Rengui thought it was too late. How could he hand over the empire he had worked so hard to build to others?

"Don't call me dad, I don't have a son like you."

[Holy crap! The truth about the richest man is out.]

[Tsk tsk tsk... My reputation has been ruined. I wrongly trusted the person next to me.]

【I've been a sucker for so many years. 】

He Guiren: “?”

Did you trust the wrong person?

The person beside you?

Could it be Li Shanshan?

He vividly remembered that he carefully carried the baby back home and handed the child to Li Shanshan with his own hands.

If the hospital hadn't made a mistake...

[The richest man doesn't even think about who Li Shanshan hates the most in her life? It's Yu Pei.]

Her most difficult time was when He Guiren abandoned her for power. She cruelly aborted her nearly-formed baby, leading to years of infertility. Even He Zixun had to travel around the world for a surrogate pregnancy.

[She had been a childhood sweetheart for so many years, a shameful mistress. How could she not hate him?]

[How could I possibly help my original wife raise her son? ]

[It just so happened that around that time, Li Shanshan's brother was having an affair and had a child killed. The mistress brought the child to her parents. Seeing that the two children were about the same age, her parents urged her to switch the children. Yu Peisheng's child was already abandoned on the side of the road.]

[It seems that the richest man really doesn't like to go home. He married his childhood sweetheart and ended up being a mosquito blood.]

[It's not even obvious that the child has been replaced.]

[I thought I had gained weight...]

He Guiren: “…”

His gaze slowly turned to Li Shanshan.

Through Li Shanshan's face, one can vaguely see what his brother looks like.

I understood it completely in my heart.

People used to joke that this son looked like his uncle.

It turns out to be my uncle’s child!!!

This inherited violent temper, this identical method of squandering money, this hopeless character.

Even the Y chromosome is inherited from the same lineage!!!

If the original is wrong, how can the copy be correct? !

He Guiren's teeth were clattering, hatred welling up in his eyes.

What a great drama of substituting one thing for another!

Waiting for the paternity test results to come out...

I won’t let any of you with the surname Li go!!!

Poor my dear son...

[Poor Yu Peisheng’s own son…]

Born with his mother's inspiration and artistic talent, he was forced to wander the streets by fate, and was eventually sent to an orphanage before being adopted by an infertile couple.

The kindhearted couple treated him as their own son, raised him, and saved money to support his painting studies. He also worked hard, achieving first place in art exams every year.

But fate played a trick on him. The year he took the college entrance exam, his grandparents, who loved him dearly, passed away one after another. Then his adoptive father died of an unexpected cerebral hemorrhage, and his mother was diagnosed with kidney failure.

He knelt outside the mourning hall all night, and finally folded his Central Academy of Fine Arts admission letter into a paper boat and placed it in his adoptive father's coffin.

[From then on, I carried cement at the construction site during the day and painted portraits for people on the overpass at night. All the money I saved turned into the numbers on my adoptive mother's dialysis bill...]

Mr. He's throat was choked.

My son!

Dad is blind, letting my flesh and blood suffer this kind of hardship outside...

The welfare home has records. I will find my son even if I have to dig deep into the ground!

The lenses of his glasses gradually became foggy, and He Guiren took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears.

As he was wiping, he suddenly noticed something moving in his sight. He looked closely and saw that it was the paparazzi who was beaten to death by the yellow-haired man.

I don't know what stimulated him, but the paparazzi suddenly turned over, his hands tied behind his back were bulging with veins, his shoulders rubbed against the ground, his knees kicked the ground desperately, and he squirmed forward like a wounded earthworm.

Every inch he moved was accompanied by a painful twitch, and he didn't know if it was a broken rib or internal bleeding.

The man's face was covered with tears mixed with blood, and his sealed mouth was howling "wuwu". He used his tongue to push the tape, finally rubbing it open and making a desperate sound.

“Silk…Silk Ou!…Silk Ou!”

Blood foam spurted out from the corners of his mouth, and his pleading was mixed with crying, like a wild dog with its lungs stepped on.

The richest man frowned, thinking that there were still people who were not afraid of death and wanted to offend him at this time.

I was just about to ask Huangmao to carry him into the house so that out of sight, out of mind.

The voice in my ear sighed.

[Alas—he was destined to be rich and powerful, yet he has been usurped for so many years. While the fake young master enjoys his life with all the best, he has to endure all the misery of the world.]

[I've been tossing and turning around at various construction sites, carrying sandbags. I've blistered my hands from mechanically tightening screws on the assembly line. I've been delivering packages on a second-hand electric bike in a downpour, soaking wet but still having to put on a smile while facing difficult customers.]

[But this meager income is just a drop in the bucket compared to the high medical expenses of my adoptive mother.]

It wasn't until he stumbled upon the proxy photography industry that he realized he could earn a lifeline if he put in the hard work. From then on, he staked out film sets and hotels day and night, working for 36 hours straight to snag an exclusive shot. He often took risks, and being chased away and beaten by security guards became a common occurrence.

[Hiss, this fate, why does it seem like it’s been calculated…]

[Fuck! How did the gears of fate...get misaligned again? Is this...going to defy fate and change it?!]

[To defy fate and change your destiny will cost you blood! ]

[I just had two ribs broken and two front teeth broken...my life is hanging by a thread!!!]

[When the secrets of heaven are revealed, disasters are approaching, bones and tendons are broken, and then you will see a noble person. ]

He Guiren: “!!!”

My son, where are you suffering?

Who dares to hit you!

I will definitely teach him...

Um???

Why did I feel something bulge in my trouser legs? I looked down and saw——

The paparazzi had arrived at my feet at some point, his entire face covered in blood, the tape sealing his mouth soaked in saliva and blood foam, half hanging down from his chin.

He made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, accompanied by some incomprehensible pronunciation.

“Pull…pull…”

What the hell?

He Guiren frowned in disgust and was about to lift his foot——

"puff!"

The man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood on his shiny leather shoes.

Something bounced to the ground with a clatter.

"ah--"

Li Shanshan screamed.

He Zuyao came up and kicked the paparazzi away, then yelled at the yellow-haired man in the room, "Are you two going to die? Why don't you get rid of this dirty thing quickly?"

"Wait a minute!"

For some unknown reason, He Guiren raised his hand to stop him.

He bent down, holding his glasses, and leaned down to the ground, almost kneeling on the ground, and finally saw clearly -

In the sticky pool of blood at his feet, two broken front teeth were soaked...

…

The voice said: His son had just had his ribs broken and two front teeth broken -

The voice also said: Only after the bones and tendons are broken can you see the noble man...

Noble, kindhearted...

I am Guiren!!!

A revelation.

He Guiren's gaze slowly moved downwards——

The paparazzi was already a bloody mess, with blood mixed with tears on his face, leaving several pale marks in the ravines. Blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his mouth twitched, as if he was crying, but also as if he was laughing.

Those eyes, which had lost focus due to extreme myopia, were now almost wide open, as if a curtain that had covered them for half their lives had been suddenly torn open - shock, confusion, self-pity, madness...

Take a closer look——

These small eyebrows, this hooked nose, these protruding ears...

He Guiren staggered back half a step, and his crutch hit the ground with a bang.

“Call an ambulance!”

His voice suddenly broke, as if he had lost his parents: "Quick, send him to the hospital! Send him to the hospital!"

******

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, the filming of the movie "Silent" is nearing completion.

Luo Jian has never come to the crew, but the crew is more lively without him.

All the members of the girl group VENUS, which became popular a few years ago, dropped by the set to visit their junior sister, and the scene was astonishing.

The four pink girls all wore cheering caps with Shi Lu's Q-version portrait printed on them, and held up a three-meter-long laser banner with the slogan "Shi Lu, fly bravely, sisters will always be with you" that was so bright that it was hard to open your eyes.

Three customized milk tea trucks drove directly into the compound, and VENUS members personally acted as deliverymen. 500 cups of limited edition taro bubble milk tea were randomly distributed. The cartoon image of Shi Lu on the cup was gnawing on a chicken leg with puffed cheeks, and a label "The cutest foodie in the whole show" was posted next to it.

Xia Chi had just stepped into the crew yard when he ran into several girls in bright clothes. Before he could see what was going on, a girl wearing colorful contact lenses and exaggerated false eyelashes suddenly turned around and pushed a cup of milk tea into his chest.

It just so happened that he hadn’t had breakfast yet, so Xia Chi took the milk tea and devoured the red bean paste bun in his hand in a few mouthfuls.

He slowly approached the studio.

In the studio, the lighting technician adjusted the final fill light angle, and Jiang Nan and Shi Lu stood on the positioning mark and got ready.

The crisp "click" sound of the clapperboard rang out, and the two people's lines were particularly clear in the quiet set.

Jiang Nan was wearing an indigo-colored suit from the Republic of China era, with a piece of snow-white lining showing through the stand-up collar. The makeup artist had specially drawn the ends of his eyebrows slightly drooping, making his amber eyes look even warmer, like a teacher who had walked out of an old photo album and lived a peaceful life.

haven't seen you for a long time.

Xia Chi leaned against the equipment rack, his fingers unconsciously stroking the water droplets on the wall of the milk tea cup.

Cheng Xilai's scenes had already been filmed. He'd spent a month in the countryside filming for "Yellow Earth," his skin tanned to a wheatish hue. He'd just gotten off a plane in the middle of the night, unpacked his luggage, and before he'd even had time to wash his face, he'd just thrown on an old sweatshirt and arrived here.

He just wanted to come and see Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan.

The contract was finally terminated.