Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

"you……"

"Okay, can we start now?" Mama Zhang said impatiently, it was just an opening remark, why did it take so long?
She has held back the big move for several years, when can she release it?

"I won't talk nonsense, let's be direct. Master, you want a son very much, right? Then let me tell you, the wife was pregnant with a boy back then, the kind that took shape."

"what?"

Sheng Jiajun was surprised.

Didn't expect such big stuff at all.

"Madam also went to take a B-ultrasound at that time, do you want to see the child's appearance?"

Sheng Jiajun nodded, his eyes were full of expectation, and the cruelty of disillusionment.

He froze in place, not daring to move.

As a big man, he thought he was fearless, but when he really had to face the cruel truth, he flinched.

regret.

upset.

And the sky full of regrets hit.

All kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined together, repeatedly touching his heart.

son.

The long-awaited son...

The photo was in Mama Zhang's hand, and he dared not reach out to take it.

Wen Meifang snatched the photo from Zhang's mother at once: "What a mess, you just want to fool people, don't you?"

As he said that, he wanted to tear up the photo on the spot.

As long as there is no photo, the old man will not be able to see it, and he will not believe it.

She tore it apart like crazy.

Sheng Jiajun shouted: "What are you doing?"

"Husband, don't believe what Mama Zhang said. Madam was so weak at that time, how could she be pregnant?" Wen Meifang tried her best to retort, "It's impossible. If she was pregnant, why didn't Madam tell you? Husband, think about it, what was the situation at that time, if the wife really had a child, how could I possibly enter the door?"

Sheng Jiajun frowned.

After thinking about it, I really feel that this matter is a bit strange.

If he knew that his wife had a son, he wouldn't be so concerned about Wen Meifang, the mistress.

Mama Zhang snorted: "You woman is really good at making excuses, no wonder all those stupid men would fall under your pomegranate skirt."

boom.

Here comes a double play.

"Whether Madam says it or not is her own business, but whether she is pregnant or not is an iron-clad fact. If you dare to disrespect Madam again, believe it or not, I will sit on your ass and kill you?" Mama Zhang said domineeringly.

I go.

Mama Zhang is also very handsome.

Crazy call her.

Originally, Zhang Ma was only asked to make an impromptu appearance, but she did not expect her to perform so well.

One sentence successfully made the faces of the two of them turn black.

Sheng Jiajun coughed.

Zhang Ma said: "Do you think you can destroy the evidence by tearing up the photos? Sorry, I have plenty here."

Brush brush.

N cards were drawn.

"Master, you can see for yourself, this is the B-ultrasound photo taken by my wife back then."

Zhang's mother glanced at Wen Meifang coldly, looking like an idiot: "Ma'am, haven't you ever given birth to a child? Didn't you know there was more than one B-ultrasound photo when you were pregnant?"

Sheng Nuan added: "Mother Zhang, why did you say that? Who doesn't know that Aunt Wen worked in a place you know? How can she have any concept of raising a baby when she is pregnant, let alone go for regular prenatal checkups? Once you have a child, give birth immediately and grab a man's heart, and then you will be the king."

Zhang Ma nodded: "That's right, no wonder Miss Ran Ran was born prematurely."

Wen Ranran lying on the gun inexplicably: "..."

"Miss, I heard that premature babies don't have a very good temper when they grow up, and they all have certain genetic problems. I don't know if it's true."

Mama Zhang rustled on purpose, her voice was neither high nor low, just enough for Wen Ranran to hear.

"You... what do you mean?"

"Look, I'm right, right?" Mama Zhang raised her eyebrows, as if she was right.

Not only that, but she also smeared premature babies heavily.

What kind of cerebral palsy, what kind of violent temper, what kind of behavior without a moral bottom line...

sweat.

On the surface, everyone said premature birth, but everyone could understand it, and it was just making Wen Ranran.

Wen Ranran himself: "..."

I was so angry that I almost vomited blood.

But now she doesn't have the heart to pay attention to these messes, and more importantly, she must stabilize her father's emotions.

Because Dad had already seen the B-ultrasound photo, and his expression was obviously shaken.

"Son, son..."

The facial features can already be seen in that photo, nose, eyes, mouth, they are all exactly the same as him.

Sheng Jiajun only felt as if his heart had been hammered by something heavy, and it hurt so much.

How could this be?
Why did the son he had been thinking of so much disappear?
"Why...why didn't she say it?" Sheng Jiajun's eyes were a little red.

son.

That's my son!
It's already been four months, and as long as it takes a while, it can be born.

But why?
"Dad, do you really want to know the reason?" Sheng Nuan asked calmly.

A sneer flashed across his indifferent face.

Regret it now?
Then when you cheated on Wen Meifang, why didn't you think that such a day would come?

Sheng Jiajun was at a loss for words for a moment, and did not dare to look up at Sheng Nuan's eyes.

"Then let me tell you, mom wanted to surprise you at your birthday party, to tell you that the son you've always wanted has arrived, and our family will meet soon. But you What are you doing, do you remember?"

"I……"

Sheng Jiajun didn't know what to say. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be...

"By the way, Dad, you remember, you were hugging Aunt Wen and having sex on the bed, and you were caught and raped by your mother in bed."

"..."

Sheng Jiajun coughed, and his old face was a little uneasy: "Well, it's been so long, so don't mention this matter again."

Especially in front of my daughter, what kind of sex is so ugly.

"So mom is disappointed in you and doesn't want to tell you about the child. She is going to take us away after giving birth."

"what!"

Sheng Jiajun stomped his feet: "She actually wants to take my son away?"

"Don't worry, mom didn't do that, because that child was beaten to death by your dear mistress."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, you should ask Aunt Wen, she is at the scene and knows the whole process." Sheng Nuan glanced coldly.

A cold gaze drifted past, like an ice knife, slashing hard across her face.

Wen Meifang was restless.

Already thinking about how to escape from this place.

At this time, the dean who had been silent all this time said, "May I read Ms. Wen's report just now?"

"what?"

Wen Meifang didn't understand.

But Wen Ranran, who knew the inside story well, refused straight away: "No need, my mother has just experienced the pain of losing a child, and I don't want her to experience it again."

"Really, but I see that the number on it seems to be exactly the same as the one on this B-ultrasound."

Sheng Jiajun was in the midst of egg pain and sadness about losing his son back then, when the dean mentioned this, he seemed to have thought of something.

Especially what Nuan Nuan has been saying just now, what Wen Meifang knows about some inside information, it can't be...

"Dean, have you found anything?"

"Honey, you can't..."

"Dad, don't you..."

boom.

Sheng Jiajun kicked him with a cold face.

"roll!"

"Husband?" Wen Meifang's eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief.

He hit her?

For a long time, she was in such a shock that she didn't react for a while.

"As I said, today I will know the truth no matter what!"

The dean hummed: "If that's the case, Mr. Sheng, please be mentally prepared."

Sheng Jiajun took a deep breath and said, "I'm prepared, please tell me."

"Okay, then I'll just say it straight." The dean said, "Ms. Wen is not pregnant."

boom.

Sheng Jiajun only felt dizzy for a while.

"Mr. Sheng, don't worry. I also want to tell you that the list provided by Ms. Wen is exactly the same as Mrs. Zun's pregnancy index back then."

"What... what does this mean?" Sheng Jiajun couldn't speak for a while.

But there is a vague premonition that there must be something wrong with this matter.

And there is a big lie in it.

He glanced at Wen Meifang coldly.

Wen Meifang was terrified by his eyes.

She held Wen Ranran's hand tightly, and was sending a message - think of a solution quickly.

Wen Ranran was also in a hurry—what can I do.

The dean said very procedurally: "The meaning is already obvious, either Ms. Wen and your wife are pregnant with exactly the same child, or..."

"Aunt Wen is a fake." Sheng Nuan said.

"Otherwise, how could there be exactly the same children in this world? Right? Dean?"

The dean nodded, obviously agreeing with this statement.

"Dad, so Aunt Wen never conceived a child at all."

"what!"

"Hey, don't worry, Dad. Also, don't you wonder why Aunt Wen has the information about her mother's childbirth? Aunt Wen just kept saying that she didn't know, and my mother didn't announce it to the outside world. You said How can a person know the situation of my mother? Take a look, take a look."

Sheng Jiajun was stunned for a while, as if waking up from a dream, and then stared at Wen Meifang fiercely.

"It's you!"

"I……"

Snapped.

He slapped Wen Meifang head-on.

The corner of Sheng Nuan's mouth curled up, looking condescendingly at Wen Meifang who was beaten and lying on the ground, and silently mouthed - Aunt Wen, you are finished.