Chapter 277: 276 Isn’t she your favorite woman?
Translator: 549690339
“Jingteng, I…”
Wenqing had no idea how to explain. MO Jingteng wanted to settle new and old scores with her at once.
“You are not going to say it, are you?”
The veins on the back of MO Jingteng’s hand, gripping the fruit knife, bulged grotesquely. He lost patience and the sharp blade glided across Wenqing’s contorted face from fear. This time, however, there no sharp, terrifying screams. She passed out immediately.
A streak of blood appeared on her face. Zixuan was shocked and instinctively stepped forward to grab MO Jingteng and pleaded in a trembling voice, “Dad, calm down please. Mom has passed out. Killing her now won’t do any good.”
“Get off! ”
The chilly gaze of MO Jingteng swept over Zixuan. Whether out of fright or being harshly thrown off by him, his tall body retreated two steps before he finally steadied himself.
MO Jingteng did not stop his assault. Waving his knife, he inscribed on Wenqing’s face. Only after he finished etching a character did he throw the knife away, allowing Ah Sen and Ah Cheng to drag her away.
Zixuan was stunned!
When the chilling gaze of MO Jingteng fixed on him, he felt observed by a ruthless lion. A bone-piercing chill ran up his spine. He instinctively straightened his back and uneasily yelled, “Dad!” MO Jingteng remained silent and just looked at him coldly.
Time seemed to stretch indefinitely.
The atmosphere was stifling and suffocating.
Zixuan’s heart sank bit by bit under MO Jingteng’s gaze, like sinking into an abyss without bottom. His legs were reflexively keeping his body upright, with no sensation at all.
After an unknown duration, MO Jingteng finally spoke, his voice devoid of any warmth, ice-cold like a knife, directly stabbing into Zixuan’s heart, “Tomorrow, come with me to the hospital for a DNA paternity test.”
“Dad!”
Zixuan retreated two steps in disbelief, nearly falling onto the ground.
With a face as pale as snow, he wasn’t sure, whether he was feeling pain or sorrow.
His father was actually demanding a paternity test. Because his mother was unfaithful, he was even turning against his own son.
“Your mother has been cheating for longer than a day or two years. If she refuses to confess, you must accompany me to the hospital to scientifically validate our relationship.”
Having finished speaking, Ah Sen and Ah Cheng had already returned and reported that they had locked Wenqing in the storeroom with someone guarding her.
MO Jingteng once again swept an intimidating glance over Zixuan, then left directly upstairs with Ah Sen and Ah Cheng.
In the quiet living room, Zixuan stood alone in front of the coffee table, his mind a jumble, unable to think. He just stood there dumbfounded, not wanting to think about anything.
In a European-style villa in the suburbs, after some passionate moments in the master bedroom on the second floor, Wen Ran fell deeply asleep.
MO Xiuchen was not sleepy. He stared tenderly at the woman sleeping by his side for a long time. When his cell phone started to vibrate, he narrowed his eyes, got out of bed, and went to the study to answer the call.
“Hello?”
His voice, spilling from his lips, was as cold as the late autumn chill. Although the caller was the one who had given him life, he felt very little familial affection towards him.
He sat in the small sofa in his study, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. The smoke blurred his handsome features, leaving only those deep eyes visible, their depths unfathomable.
“Xiuchen, are you asleep?”
MO Jingteng’s voice was transmitted through the phone, bringing with it a sense of suppressed emotion, a hint of apology, and the unnaturalness of a late-night disturbance.
Now, it was already half past eleven. This call should have been made tomorrow.
However, he couldn’t wait till tomorrow. After he had slashed Wenqing’s face and was unsure if Zixuan was his biological son, the only relative he had left was MO Xiuchen.
This child, who had suffered hardships and been on the brink of death several times, had grown up under Wenqing’s malicious scheming. Yet, he, his biological father, did not care about him.
Harsh as it may sound, if MO Xiuchen had been a bit weaker, a bit less intelligent, and if he didn’t have Gu Kai, Qin Mu, and Luo Haofeng as his steadfast friends, he might not have lived to see today.
All of those painful experiences were due to him, his biological father. Even if he handed over his corporation to him, it could not make up for the harm he had suffered.
That MO Xiuchen could still be so composed was already a miracle.
“What is it?”
From the moment he saw the incoming call, the warm tenderness in MO Xiuchen’s brows retreated like the tide, leaving only icy chills behind. He could not have a warm and loving father-son relationship with MO Jingteng as others could.
He had seen Gu Kai’s admiration for his father, Luo Hao’s careless attitude when dealing with his father, as well as Qin Mu’s coldness when facing his own father.
But no matter which way they interacted, there was fatherly affection present.
When facing MO Jingteng, all he had was a heart full of chill. It was hard to thaw the ice, let alone melting it.
“Xiuchen, I’m back now, and I’ve locked Wenqing in the storage room.
Tomorrow, I’ll take Zixuan to the hospital for a paternity test.”
A few days ago, when MO Xiuchen called him, he said he had a plan and would return within a week to handle it.
At that time, MO Xiuchen knew that his guess was right.
MO Jingteng must have had suspicions earlier, which would explain why he went on a ‘vacation’ all by himself. The ‘vacation’ was probably to gather evidence.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which quickly turned cold again. He couldn’t help scoffing, “How could you bear to hurt Wenqing? Isn’t she the woman you loved most?”
Back then, he destroyed a happy family for Wenqing, and even caused the death of his own mother…
Now, he was telling him that he had locked Wenqing up and was going to take Zixuan for a paternity test. MO Xiuchen couldn’t help but find it not only hilarious but also pitiful.
Hearing his ridicule, MO Jingteng went silent for a few seconds. When he spoke again, the tone of apology in his voice was even more pronounced. “Xiuchen, I’m sorry. I was blind back then, and I…’
“You don’t have to say these words to me. If you want to apologize, wait until you see my mother and apologize to her. That’s what you owe her.” MO Jingteng’s words were cut off by MO Xiuchen’s icy interruption.
The strength with which he held his phone increased due to his anger. The cigarette between his fingers had somehow broken into two halves, falling into the ashtray on the tea table.
What he needed least was an apology!
“Xiuchen!”
MO Jingteng dared not say any more words of apology.
He just painfully called MO Xiuchen’s name, hoping he could forgive him for their father-son relationship..