My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

Ruan Jiaojiao paused: "What do you mean?"

Ruan Tinghe smiled without saying a word, but instead took out a painting: "You said your son is Feng Yang's, so who is this man?"

With a flick of the wrist, the portrait unfolded, revealing a man's portrait on the paper.

A beam of light shone directly onto the man's face in the portrait.

The person lighting the room was none other than Liang Yali, who uses an ultra-bright table lamp!

After she recovered from her illness, she had always wanted to repay Ruan Tinghe, but unfortunately she never had the chance. Today, she finally got the job of "lighting technician"!

It's just lighting!

She had to do this task well so that everyone could see the person in the portrait clearly!

The light suddenly brightened, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

They all craned their necks, looking over curiously.

"What kind of light is this? It's so bright! Is it a newly launched product in Shanghai?"

"Impossible! My wife works in a light bulb factory; they don't make this kind of light. It's probably an import!"

"Are you talking about the lamps now? What are they doing? What's that painting?"

The moment Ruan Jiaojiao clearly saw the man in the portrait, she felt her scalp tingle and her whole body tremble uncontrollably, but she still pretended to be stupid and said, "Who is this? Ruan Tinghe, what do you mean!"

Ruan Tinghe: "Stop pretending, isn't this your son's biological father?"

"You're talking nonsense! My son is Feng Yang's biological son!"

"Your hair is naturally straight, and Feng Yang's hair is also naturally straight, but your son has naturally curly hair. Is that possible?" Ruan Tinghe had already noticed, but she just hadn't exposed it.

Ruan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought Ruan Tinghe had some kind of evidence, which had scared her to death.

She retorted righteously, "Why is it impossible? My son's hair is curly because we didn't shave his baby hair when he was little! That's why it's curly!"

Ruan Tinghe: "Your son has big earlobes, while you and Feng Yang both have small earlobes. How could two people with small earlobes possibly have a son with big earlobes!"

"Well, maybe the child looks like his grandparents, what's wrong?"

Ruan Tinghe: "Hehe, I knew you wouldn't give up!"

Ruan Tinghe took out two more portraits and opened them.

"Please look, everyone. This is Ruan Dashan, and this is Li Qiumei. They are Ruan Jiaojiao's biological parents. They both have straight hair and small earlobes."

"So what? My son is lucky. So what if he has big earlobes? You're talking nonsense! Just because my son has curly hair and big earlobes, you're spreading rumors and slandering me!"

"Ruan Tinghe, you are so vicious!"

Ruan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, wishing she could strangle Ruan Tinghe.

"She's not wrong." Yin Quan walked in from behind the crowd, carrying several file folders in his hand.

Ruan Jiaojiao was surprised that Yin Quan would speak up for her, and immediately became smug: "Ruan Tinghe, did you hear that? Even Yin Quan thinks you're vicious!"

Yin Quan pushed up his glasses. "What I mean is, Ruan Tinghe is right. You and Feng Yang both have straight hair, so it's impossible for you to have a son with curly hair. The only explanation is that the child's biological father also has curly hair."

Shen Yan was speechless. She nudged his arm and whispered accusatoryly, "Why didn't you say so sooner!"

This caused him to worry for so long about how to prove he wasn't Shen Yaozu's biological father!

They even made Yin Quan do a paternity test as evidence!

If you had said this earlier, there wouldn't have been so much trouble.

Yin Quan ignored him and continued, "In medicine, this is called genetics. Congenital curly hair is a dominant gene, while congenital straight hair is a recessive gene. It's impossible for two people with straight hair to have a child with congenital curly hair."

To put it simply, two purebred foreigners cannot possibly have a child who is of Chinese descent!

"You can also observe the people around you; you can always see the characteristics of the parents in the children."

Yin Quan is a doctor, and his words carry great weight.

This caused quite a stir, with many people comparing their own and their children's characteristics.

Ruan Tinghe continued, "I drew the portrait of Feng Yaozu's biological father based on the features that remained after dissecting Ruan Jiaojiao's facial features from Feng Yaozu's appearance."

Ruan Jiaojiao trembled all over. "Don't listen to Ruan Tinghe's nonsense! She's just trying to get revenge on me! She's trying to ruin me! She just drew some random man and used it to slander me and my son!"

"Hmph, whether it's slander or not, why don't you ask Feng Yang? Feng Yang, didn't you say you were a sent-down youth in Stone Village? See if you recognize this man."

Ruan Tinghe pointed the man's portrait at Feng Yang, afraid that he wouldn't be able to see it clearly.

Feng Yang looked at the man in the portrait with suspicion, then laughed. The portrait was so lifelike, just like a photograph.

Of course he recognizes it!

But isn't the child really his?

Is it really true that Feng Yang is going to have no descendants?

Just as Feng Yang was hesitating, unsure whether to admit it or not.

Three simply dressed people rushed in, one of whom was the man in the portrait, except that he had dyed his hair yellow.

The other two were older, and they looked like an elderly couple; they even resembled the man in the portrait.

"Ruan Jiaojiao! You're here! Where's my son? You actually brought my son to Shanghai!"

The man grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao and slapped her across the head.

Ruan Jiaojiao was stunned. "Lin Kui? What are you doing here?"

"Of course, we're here to pick up our precious grandson!" The old woman put her hands on her hips and looked around. She immediately spotted Feng Yaozu hiding behind Ruan Jiaojiao.

She grabbed Feng Yaozu.

"Oh my! This is my precious grandson! He looks just like my son when he was little! Old man, come and see, doesn't he look just like him!"

Ruan Jiaojiao instinctively reached out to snatch Feng Yaozu, shouting, "Give me back the child! Yaozu isn't your child! He's my child with Feng Yang!"

"Snapped!"

Lin Kui raised his hand and slapped Ruan Jiaojiao across the face: "You stinking woman! It's been years since I hit you, and you're itching for a beating again, aren't you? Back when you were pregnant, you were even begging me to come and marry you!"

Shen Yan crossed his arms and ate the melon seeds, saying, "Explain yourself clearly."

When Lin Kui saw Shen Yan, he instinctively shrank back, the punch he had received in the stomach still throbbing.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Kui. Four years ago, I was sent to the countryside as an educated youth in Shitou Village. My family had a little money at that time, so they didn't make me suffer much. I used the money to eat and drink well at the villagers' homes every day."

"That's when Ruan Jiaojiao started dating me. We met every Wednesday and Friday in the woods. One time we couldn't resist... and afterwards I found out she wasn't a virgin!"

"Hmph! This kind of slut is fine to play with, but definitely not for marriage!"

"So later she came to me with a belly more than a month pregnant, saying she was carrying my child. Of course I didn't believe her! I just assumed it was her bastard child with another man!"