Pregnant wife ran away with ball, CEO chased her to the crematorium

A trace of doubt flashed in Leng Jingxing's eyes. He lowered his head and saw the paper flying to his feet. He bent down to pick it up. When he saw the content on it, his eyebrows tightened and a little shock flashed in his eyes. "Where did you get this?" of?"

"You ask me?" Shen Tingxiu sneered, "Leng Jingxing, are you deliberately doing something behind my back and sending these things to me in the name of Yun Ruojin?"

The more Leng Jingxing listened, the more confused he became.

Suddenly, he saw a mail bag on the bedside table.

He picked up the mail bag, saw the sender on it, and looked at the inspection report in his hand.

"This was definitely not sent to you by Ruo Jin."

"She didn't send it to me? Then where is she now? I can't get through her cell phone. Tell her that I want to see her and talk to her, especially about Sui Chen. I want to know who he is. Chu Xijue’s child is still my child, I want to do a paternity test myself!”

He didn't care whether the content in the email was true or false, he was determined to find out the matter personally. He had always thought that Sui Chen was Chu Xijue's son. Now that he saw this pregnancy test sheet, Counting the time, they had not yet divorced when Ruojin became pregnant, and she and Chu Xijue didn't know each other yet, so how could they have a child?

If this pregnancy test is true, then Sui Chen is two months older than he currently thinks.

Shen Tingxiu has been disappointed too many times, so he doesn't dare to have any hope. He doesn't dare to think about the outcome until things are clear.

"No need to do it." Leng Jingxing stuffed the inspection report in his hand back into the mail bag and put it aside.

"What did you say?" Shen Tingxiu looked at Leng Jingxing coldly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"No, I'm telling you the truth. You don't need to take a paternity test. Suichen is indeed your son, not Chu Xijue's child."

"What did you say?" Shen Tingxiu gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Say it again?"

"It will be the same ten times again, Shen Tingxiu, this email is not from me, nor from Ruo Jin, but one thing is true, you and Chen are indeed your biological father and son."

Shen Tingxiu was lying on the hospital bed, his expression twisted into a ball.

His brows were furrowed, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his lips trembled in disbelief and anger.

The white walls were like a prison around him, reflecting back his consciousness, "Are you telling the truth?"

Leng Jingxing nodded, "It's true. Sui Chen is your biological son. Otherwise, how could Chu Xijue allow Ruo Jin to take the child away from him? And the child's surname is Yun. What's more, don't you know Ruo Jin? ? How could she have a relationship with another man when she was with you? You can do such a thing, but she can't. "

"Shut up!" Shen Tingxiu suddenly went crazy and threw the pillow at him.

His hands suddenly clenched the sheets, and his nails dug into the fibers. The emotions welling up in his heart seemed to be uncontrollable, and he let out a dull roar from his throat, as if he was about to spew out the anger and pain in his heart, but there was still a feeling of pain in his throat. Too excited to make a sound.

His originally deep eyes were now filled with tears. This sudden truth destroyed everything about him and turned his world upside down.

"You know about this, and Chu Xijue also knows about this?" Shen Tingxiu asked hoarsely.

Leng Jingxing nodded, "Yeah."

"She... Yun Ruojin, she..." The overwhelming anger ran through Shen Tingxiu's brain. He tried to speak, but his voice was just a hoarse whisper, unable to express the chaos and pain in his heart.

He felt a surge of rage, at the secret that had been hidden for so long, at the truth that had been kept in the dark, and at himself for not realizing it.

It was as if there was a sharp knife, piercing his anger for a while, and cutting his pain for a while. There was darkness in front of his eyes, which he could not get rid of or escape.