Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

Since He Tingchu appeared, the atmosphere at the scene has become increasingly awkward. He didn't come to warm up the atmosphere; he was clearly there to make it awkward.

Xiao Jingping took his first leave, saying he had outpatient appointments that afternoon. Xia Hao, who was quite oblivious to the cold glint in the man's eyes, also left.

Zhao Jingzhi was still shaken by the look in his eyes when he threatened to kill her last time, so she grabbed her husband and ran away quickly. Soon, only four people remained in the large living room.

Xia Qing wasn't afraid of him. She noticed the metallic gleam of the diamond ring on the man's long, slender fingers, and her red lips parted slightly.

"Professor He, why are you only buying a wedding ring for yourself? Is Hanyu about to go bankrupt?"

The man frowned, glanced at her sideways, and gave her a meaningful look.

"Mrs. He, you be the judge, why aren't you wearing our wedding rings? Do I make you feel ashamed?"

The boomerang will eventually return to you.

"Oh dear, let's go, teacher, we'll take our leave now." Wen Xi tugged at the man's arm, telling him to take the man away first.

Otherwise, who knows what shocking things he might say.

Wen Xi drove that day. The two got into the sports car parked outside, stepped on the gas, and in the passenger seat, Wen Xi began his interrogation.

"Why did you come back early?"

"What, Dr. Wen, aren't you welcome?"

"How could that be...then let's...go back to Lanting Pavilion." Wen Xi said, unable to hide his surging emotions.

"Mrs. He, don't rush to eat me yet, there are still some things to take care of." The man chuckled.

Who wants to eat him!

-

He Family Old House

The moment the car came to a stop, the maid rushed in to report.

Shen Fu's car followed them in.

He Tingchu got out of the car, his face expressionless, showing neither joy nor anger.

"Is everyone here?"

"Yes, Mr. He."

Wen Xi looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, exchanging completely incomprehensible glances. He Tingchu gripped her fingertips and entered the flower hall. Dongdong heard the maid come in to report, saw the man's figure, and flew out like an arrow released from a bow.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

Her small arms were wrapped around the man's long, slender legs, tears streaming down her face.

"Dongdong, be good." He Tingchu bent down and picked up Dongdong in his arms.

During this time, Lu Qianqian moved into the old house temporarily because Dongdong was not in good health.

Everything was self-evident. He Youjun's face was gloomy, and He Tingchen chuckled softly.

"Brother, this is a deep bond between father and son."

"Damn it!" Old Master He slammed his cane heavily on the floor, his face contorted in a grimace.

"Tingchu." Lu Qianqian stood beside the sofa, her eyes lowered, looking timidly at the man's expressionless, deep face.

He Tingchu didn't look at her directly, but simply gave the instructions in a low voice.

"Sister Cai, could you please take Dongdong with you?"

Sister Cai, being sensible, came over and took Dongdong's hand to feed the fish in the garden.

He Tingchu put his arm around her waist, gently pressed her down onto the single sofa, and whispered softly in her ear.

"Mrs. He, just enjoy the show. Promise me you'll stay serious and won't laugh out loud."

Although Wen Xi didn't know what he was going to do, she wanted to laugh when she heard him say that.

What exactly is He Tingchu going to do?

She was very curious.

He turned to look at Shen Fu, who handed him a folder. Shen Fu then sat down next to Wen Xi without a word.

"Everyone, first of all, I want to clarify that Dongdong is not my child, but I consider him my own. This is Dongdong's DNA test report..."

"What? Tingchu, you're disowning Dongdong for Wenxi... Tingchu, you can abandon me, but you can't abandon Dongdong. Dongdong is your own son." Lu Qianqian's red lips trembled, and she abruptly stood up, her body almost unsteady.

With a serious expression, Grandpa He silently handed the test report to He Youjun after reading it.

He Tingchen's face was ashen, and his eyes behind his glasses held a complex, unpredictable expression.

"Then why does Dongdong call you Dad?" He Youjun pressed.

"Dongdong's father, Shen Jun, was my savior in the United States. He died trying to save me, and his child is my child," He Tingchu said, word by word.

As soon as those words were spoken, Lu Qianqian staggered a few steps, letting out a hysterical, low howl.

"Tingchu, you're lying to me, aren't you? Shen Jun has oligospermia, Dongdong isn't his child. Shen Jun told me himself that you agreed to donate sperm." Lu Qianqian stared blankly at He Tingchu.

"Shen Jun does have oligospermia, but I found him the best reproductive specialist, and the IVF was successful. Lu Qianqian, the truth is, Dongdong is indeed Shen Jun's son, but not your son. I kept it from Shen Jun and didn't use your eggs. At most, you can only be considered a surrogate mother..."

Shen Fu continued to unfold the remaining pages of the DNA test report, placing them one by one in front of Lu Qianqian.

The truth came out.

Lu Qianqian's eyes were lifeless, her face was deathly pale, and her lips were completely bloodless.

"Lu Qianqian, I've told you repeatedly before that you should think carefully about your actions. You chose this path instead of the proper one." Shen Fu's cold words reached your ears.

Lu Qianqian's slender figure swayed a few times, her eyes flushed red.

"No! No, Dongdong can't possibly not be my son, He Tingchu, you're lying to me...you're lying to me...right...why are you doing this to me..." she cried out hoarsely, suddenly grabbing a vase and smashing it down.

The sound of shattering fragments pierced her eardrums, startling Wen Xi. He Tingchu put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms protectively.

"Guards, drag this madwoman out of here!" He Youjun shouted sternly, issuing the order.

The tall bodyguards came in and carried the person out.

Wen Xi held her breath. So this was what Shen Fu meant by, "Let her be smug for a few more days."

The fact that Dongdong wasn't her child was enough to shatter her entire mental world.

Wen Xi sniffed, her eyes flashing with anger, and she shook off He Tingchu's large hand.

Where are you going?

"Go get some fresh air."

Wen Xi quickly caught up with the bodyguard, cleared his throat,

"Stop right there."

She ordered the bodyguard to step back, and the bodyguard released Lu Qianqian's arm. Wen Xi handed her a tissue.

"Ms. Lu, shall we talk?"

-

Meanwhile, the situation in the living room wasn't over yet, until He Tingchu unfolded the next few documents one by one...

He Tingchen's transfer of Yufeng assets - the fact that 500 million yuan came from overseas private accounts has been fully exposed.

Furthermore, the truth that He Tingchen colluded with Yufeng's major shareholders to undermine Yufeng is undeniable; this stark truth deeply wounded the old man's heart.

"Tingchen, did you do all this?"

"Grandpa...I..." He Tingchen was shocked.

"You bastard!"

"Dad, give Tingchen a chance. He's just young and impetuous... he made a mistake for a moment..." The second uncle's knees buckled and he knelt down in front of the old man.

"How could you collude with outsiders to short Yu Feng's stock? You even hired someone in the US to get rid of your older brother... You scoundrel!" the old man shouted, then coughed heavily.

He Youjun quickly helped the old man pat his back to calm his breathing.

"What a misfortune for our family."

"Tingchen, how could you do this? You have betrayed your uncle's trust," He Youjun said, exasperated.

He Tingchen swayed as he stood up, brushed off the wrinkles in his suit jacket, and let out a cold laugh.

"Trust? Uncle, when have you ever trusted me? I'm not your biological son... You've only ever trusted your own son. Back then, it was my eldest brother who took over Yufeng. After he left, you just thought about your good-for-nothing son, He Tingyou. Is he even capable of that?"

Why can't He Tingyou do it? There's also Xiao Bai… Grandpa, you're wrong too. You only have eyes for my eldest brother… When have you ever seen me? These past few years, I've worked diligently and tirelessly for Yufeng, and you've never acknowledged my efforts.

You're still thinking of passing this chair to the eldest brother, but his heart isn't in Yufeng at all. It's because of your suspicion and favoritism that I have to think more about my future. Tell me, what did I do wrong? You're the ones who are wrong... Now that things have come to light, I don't regret what I did. I'm at your mercy. Do you want to call the police? Should I call 110 for you... Hahaha, hehehe..."