Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

"You are not Fu Rong's illegitimate son. He is not your father, but your uncle." The old lady said.

Fu Zheng's breathing froze for a moment.

This news fell from the sky like thunder, shocking Fu Zheng's brain.

Isn't he Fu Rong's illegitimate son?

Isn't Fu Rong his father?

But his uncle?

Then the identity of his mother... is about to be revealed.

Fu Zheng couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

The mother he had longed for when he was a child turned out to be Fu Qingyue.

Those traces that I didn’t understand before finally have answers.

No wonder Fu Qingyue was so kind to him when she was a child.

No wonder Fu Qingyue doesn't like Fu Yue, a serious nephew, but prefers him as an "illegitimate" nephew.

No wonder Fu Qingyue always likes to interfere in his private affairs. In fact, she is interfering in his marriage as a mother.

The old lady looked at Fu Zheng's stunned face and continued, "Qingyue and your father have known each other for a long time, but your father was forced by the family's pressure to marry another woman. Qingyue was bewitched by your father, and she didn't even plan to Break it off, your grandfather and I firmly disagree, but she is stubborn and won’t listen to my and your grandfather’s dissuasion.”

"Later, his wife and Qingyue were pregnant one after another. His wife knew about Qingyue's existence. After giving birth to the child, she fell down and died. The wife's family came to see me and your grandfather, and pointed at my and your grandfather's. After scolding her, Qingyue finally compromised, put the child in your uncle's name, and left here by herself."

Huo Junshan was also wrong about this matter.

When the Huo family wanted to take Fu Zheng away, Mr. Fu stepped in to stop it. Huo Junshan's wife's family also didn't want their grandson to have a half-brother to compete with him. Only under the checks and balances of the three parties, Fu Zheng was able to stay in the Fu family.

"Actually, your aunt knows that you are not your uncle's child. When Qingyue was pregnant, she even visited the hospital. The two of them quarreled, not because of you. Grandma knows so much that you are wronged."

After listening, Fu Zheng was silent for a long time.

Somehow, there was a sourness in his throat.

He was not Fu Rong's illegitimate son, nor did he indirectly kill Fu Yue's parents.

The burden and depression I had carried for so many years were finally lifted.

He didn't need to hold his head high in front of Fu Yue.

However, things happen to people.

He became another man's illegitimate child.

His mother indirectly killed the mother of another child.

If that child knew the truth, he would definitely hate him very much.

A flash of lightning flashed through Fu Zheng's mind, and Huo Dongcheng's familiar face appeared in his mind.

He raised his head and looked at the old lady, "My father is..."

"It's Huo Junshan of the Huo family in the capital." The old lady sighed.

"really."

Fu Zheng laughed at himself.

That child is Huo Dongcheng.

Huo Dongcheng knew what happened back then, so he targeted him repeatedly.

"Zheng, grandma knows that you are a good boy. What happened back then has nothing to do with you. You don't need to blame yourself and feel guilty, you know?" The old lady was afraid that he would not be able to think about it, so she took Fu Zheng's hand and patted it.

"Don't worry, grandma, I know." Fu Zheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

He's not that stupid.

At that time, the adults' grudges had nothing to do with him. He was not raised in the Huo family, nor was he fighting for power with Huo Dongcheng.

He didn't need to blame himself on Huo Dongcheng.

"As long as you can figure it out." The old lady let out a long sigh of relief. "This matter has been in my heart for many years. You and Fu Yue have grown up and sensible long ago. I should have told you earlier."

Fu Yue has always regarded Fu Zheng as an illegitimate son. He subconsciously felt that his status was superior and the Fu Group should belong to him. He blamed Fu Zheng's existence for indirectly killing his parents.

Although this kind of resentment has been suppressed by the old man, it is still buried in the dark corners of his heart, which makes him easily provoked by others.

"Grandma, you must have done that for our own good."

In the eyes of the two elders, if brothers are harmonious, there is no need to do anything extra. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

"Qingyue, your mother... it's not easy for her to be abroad for so many years. Don't blame her."

Fu Zheng's eyes were deep and he still remembered what Fu Qingyue had done before he left, "As long as she no longer interferes in my personal affairs and stops me from being with Ah Liang, I will treat him as my mother."

"Okay." The old lady nodded, "Okay, you go out, grandma is tired, stay alone for a while."

"Well, grandma, have a good rest."

Fu Zheng stood up and left the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Wen Liang standing in front of the window on the second floor, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy, who seemed to be about to leave the world in the clouds and mist.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Wen Liang turned his head and looked over. Before he could speak, Fu Zheng strode forward and held Wen Liang in his arms.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Wen Liang was startled and pushed him, "Fu Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

His reaction was wrong. What did grandma say to him?

When there was no answer, Wen Liang called out again, "Fu Zheng?"

After a few seconds, Fu Zheng let go of her and said, "It's nothing."

No one wants to reveal such an identity in front of the person they like.

Wen Liang glanced at him suspiciously, "What did grandma tell you about eldest brother?"

"She said she didn't educate her elder brother well. Looking back on the past, I feel a little sad."

Wen Liang glanced at him, turned around and went downstairs.

It was almost time for the kindergarten to end, so Fu Zheng asked the driver to pick up Fu Shifan from the kindergarten, and they went to a restaurant to have dinner together.

Halfway through eating, Fu Zheng's cell phone rang.

He took his cell phone out of his suit pocket, and Fu Qingyue's name was displayed on the screen.

"I'll go take a call."

Fu Zheng stood up and left the box.

He looked at the familiar name and pressed the connect button with his thumb at the last second.

"Hello? Azheng?"

A familiar female voice came from the microphone.

After a pause for a few seconds, the female voice said again, "If you don't speak, I know you are listening. You know your identity now, right?"

Fu Zheng said "Yes" in a low voice, "What can I do for you?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Zheng's attitude was so cold after knowing his identity. Fu Qingyue felt unhappy and said patiently, "Zheng, I want to go back and see you, so that we, mother and son, can have a good time together..."

"No."

Fu Zheng refused resolutely, without any hesitation, "If you stay abroad honestly, I will still treat you as my mother. Otherwise, don't blame me for being cold-blooded."

When he was young, he fantasized about his mother's warmth.

But now, mother is dispensable to Fu Zheng, who is already thirty years old.

If Fu Qingyue behaves peacefully, he will take care of her as his mother because of his past affection.

If she wants to show off her mother-in-law in front of Wen Liang, don't blame him for being rude.

Fu Qingyue was shocked, angry, and confused, "Zheng, I am your mother! Are you treating me like this?! Is it because of that vixen Wen Liang? Don't be stupid anymore!"

"Think about it, Fu Yue killed her father, and the hatred for killing his father is irreconcilable. How could she not have a grudge in her heart? Since you are still dreaming, she cannot be with you!"