In front of him are smiling faces with reassuring smiles, and it is difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

He saw Mo Qian, and saw a middle-aged man in a white shirt, wearing silver-rimmed sunglasses, and a gorgeously dressed woman, who seemed to look at him with pity, but the loving eyes were more like pity for herself, or regret why the child in front of her did not die.

Lin Wenxi closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, as if before he finally fainted, he heard the sharp cry of his mother in his ear: "I beat your son to death, if you don't come, you will wait to collect his body!" ”

Yes, I am like a corpse, my mother's belt fell like a storm, mixed with her heart-rending cry: "You have never been my son, you are Chen Tianjiao's evil seed!" Ziwei's death is caused by you, you are not my son! ”

When Lin Wenxi returned home that day, Huang Xiya just kept shaking him: "Why do you want to come back!" Why! ”

Lin Wenxi insisted on going to the morgue to see his father, and the last meeting with his father was so bleak, but now, it is a prophecy!

"What else do you want to look up! A long time ago, your father's subordinates were transferred away one by one, and he already knew that if he continued to investigate, there would be such a catastrophe! ”

"I don't want to bury him, I want to find out, and if I don't find out, I won't bury him if I die!"

You... Lin Wenxi, you are very good, what did you say to your father? If he dies ... Yes, he's dead now, are you satisfied... You only know that with that Zhao Yuan... Do something that is offensive to morals and insults the ancestors! No, it's not the Lin family that you insult, it's your Chen family that you humiliate! ”

"He's not your father! He has nothing to do with you, I have the right to dispose of his body! Huang Xiya, who tried hard to persuade her mother, suddenly said such a thing. Lin Wenxi was so shocked that he couldn't speak, looking at his mother with a strange face.

"You are the evil seed born by me and Chen Tianjiao, I have raised you for so many years, and Ziwei has also passed away, you go to find your biological father!" Huang Xiya scolded sharply, her face almost distorted with hatred. Lin Wenxi was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and it took a long time to slowly crawl over and slowly shake Huang Xiya's hand, tears flowing.

"You're not my son anymore, you go, go to your biological father!" Huang Xiya pushed Lin Wenxi away fiercely.

Lin Wenxi pounced and wanted to hug Huang Xiya, but Huang Xiya kicked him hard, and then the belt fell like rain, pumping harder than ever. Lin Wenxi didn't dare to dodge, and let the belt be beaten down without a head and face, from the tearing pain until he was numb from the pain. Lin Wenxi gritted his teeth and didn't make a noise until the corners of his mouth were full of blood.

"You remember! You are not my son of Huang Xiya and Lin Ziwei from now on, you are the son of Chen Tianjiao! Do you remember! Do you remember! Huang Xiya's hoarse voice echoed in the living room, and her hands were already weak.

Before Lin Wenxi fainted, he remembered Huang Xiya roaring hoarsely: "Listen, Lin Wenxi! Your surname is Chen, you are going to find Chen Tianjiao by yourself, and you are yourself who want to recognize the thief as your father! You're going to leave the house with everyone's infamy! You give me to remember! It's because you're unfilial, your father is gone, and you don't go to the funeral, so I beat you! I just hit you hard! I only heard a snap again, and the belt broke, just like the mother-son fate between myself and Huang Xiya over the years.

"It's not. I didn't.. You didn't let me go to the funeral, Mom, it's you... Lin Wenxi shouted with difficulty, spitting out the blood foam in his mouth. And the leather whip tightened for a while, and the pain on his body didn't seem to stop until Lin Wenxi nodded drowsily, and at that time, Lin Wenxi almost didn't feel the pain.

"Child, I only say to you once, Ziwei's last words, he hopes that I, you and Hongxuan, will live well... He wants ... You... Marry a red face ... But I don't want you to live well! ”

My father has a last word to bring back... Uncle Hongxuan, still alive! Lin Wenxi was vaguely aware.

Mom, I know your good intentions, I know you want me to take revenge, but I'm only nineteen years old! You forced me to take revenge in this way, I really hurt, it hurts!

Lin Wenxi thought about it, he didn't feel tears raining down, he closed his eyes tightly, and didn't look at the couple in front of him, they will be his so-called parents in the future, but Chen Wanxin has become his half-sister.

This joke of life is inevitably too big and too fucked. But this fucking fact is so bloody in front of me. His father is blood type A, his mother is blood type O, when donating blood, Lin Wenxi told Zheng Kai that he was blood type B, and was jokingly scolded by Zheng Kai as an illegitimate child, because it is impossible for blood type A and blood type O to give birth to a child with blood type B.

Zheng Kai joked unintentionally, but Lin Wenxi was in his heart, he repeatedly confirmed the blood type of his family of three, but he couldn't believe this fact, and kept these things in his heart, which one before figuring out the truth, his mother used this way to inform his life experience, he was actually the product of the grievances and entanglements of the Lin family and the Chen family.

No wonder Xiao Man once joked, saying that when I put on a wig, it was Chen Wanxin, I should have thought of it a long time ago!

Hehe, Lin Wenxi smiled, tears slid between the corners of his mouth, like rain falling on an independent begonia, which was pitiful.

The middle-aged man wearing silver-white glasses is Chen Wanxin's father, Chen Tianjiao. He gently brushed away the tears from the corners of Lin Wenxi's mouth, happy and sad.

Two days ago, when Lin Wenxi was still in a coma, he got the results of a paternity test, and Lin Wenxi was indeed his and Huang Xiya's son. Due to his status as an official, after he gave birth to his daughter Chen Wanxin, he always wanted but could not have a son, and now, the Chen family finally has a queen. But he and his own son missed 19 years, his son was raised by political enemies for 19 years, but he carefully planned a seamless assassination some time ago, taking advantage of the rainy day to smash Lin Ziwei's car into the rolling mudslide on the side of the road with a boulder.

My own son, will I still kiss myself? Time may no longer be a good medicine to cure this child, but Chen Tianjiao still has a glimmer of hope.

He heard that before Lin Ziwei passed away, Lin Wenxi and him had an almost splitting conflict, which led to Lin Ziwei's death, Lin Wenxi did not go to the funeral, Huang Xiya was angry with this child, and beat him almost to death. Lin Ziwei may have had an unhealable contradiction with this child, did he hear about his old relationship with Huang Xiya? Chen Tianjiao thought about it, wiping Lin Wenxi's tears over and over again, but he didn't know what to say.

Lin Ziwei and Chen Tianjiao clenched their fists tightly.