Mei Langchi finally understood what was going on, and by this time, he didn't hide anything and directly said, "Yes, Hua Hua is not my son."
"Damn it, what are you doing? Isn't our family troubled enough already? Knowing he wasn't your son, you still brought him here for us to raise, deceiving us as parents. Have you ever thought about our feelings?"
Xie Lingzhi couldn't accept this fact. She had looked after the child for several months and had already treated him as her grandson, always praising her grandson's intelligence and well-mannered behavior to everyone.
When the child fell ill, she cared for him day and night. She had developed some feelings, and in an instant, she was told the child wasn't her grandson. She felt heartbroken!
"You rebellious son, I should have never wanted you, you beast. Look at all the things you've done over the years. Every single one of them made us feel cold. In your eyes, is there still this family? Is there still me, your father?"
