Chapter 34: His Brother Is His Son

The onlookers munched on sunflower seeds with increasing gusto.

What a big scoop!

Here it comes, the familiar “impossible” is coming.

The Master is about to be proven wrong.

The grandpas and grandmas pricked up their ears to listen.

Liu Siyu didn’t believe it. “Master, Yu Yong has never been married; he couldn’t possibly have a child.”

Lin Xi looked at her impassively. “He hasn’t been married, but that doesn’t prevent him from having a child. You’ll directly become a stepmother when you marry him.”

Liu Siyu buried her head in her hands. “I don’t believe it!”

Liu Sumei was worried. “Master, I had someone investigate Yu Yong, and we didn’t find any evidence of him having a child.”

“Master, I’m not questioning you; I mean, could the child be with the mother?”

Lin Xi shook her head. “The child is raised by Yu Yong; the child’s mother is deceased.”

“Think carefully. Does Yu Yong have a sixteen-year-old boy around him?”

Liu Sumei’s heart tightened. “Yu Yong’s younger brother is exactly sixteen years old this year.”

Lin Xi said word by word, “This so-called younger brother is Yu Yong’s son.”

Liu Sumei’s jaw dropped, and she couldn’t recover for a long time.

Yu Yong actually put his own son under his parents’ names and deceived her entire family.

Her daughter only graduated from university not long ago.  To marry and become a stepmother, and a sixteen-year-old boy’s stepmother at that, just thinking about it felt terrifying.

Yu Yong is truly calculating!!

Liu Sumei almost couldn’t catch her breath. “I’m so angry; I can’t…”

Lin Xi stood up and supported her, pinching her person point. “Calm down, calm down. Fortunately, you haven’t gotten married yet.”

Liu Sumei frantically patted her chest. “Master, you’re right. Yu Yong is scheming against my daughter; I’m going to beat him to a pulp!”

She pulled Liu Siyu up. “Let’s go find Yu Yong to settle the score!”

Liu Siyu was still in a daze. “Mom, Mom…”

Liu Sumei roared, “If you don’t break up with Yu Yong, don’t call me Mom.”

Liu Siyu cried, tears streaming down her face.

At this moment, a man hurried over, his face showing appropriate anxiety and heartache. “Mom, don’t blame Siyu; it’s all my fault.”

Liu Sumei turned her head. “Yu Yong, you’re just in time!”

The onlookers heard this.

Wow, the main character has arrived.

They all widened their eyes, staring at Yu Yong. The show was about to begin.

Lin Xi sat on her small stool, tearing open a bag of sunflower seeds and munching on them, her eyes wide as well.

Intermission; time for gossip.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, and Yu Yong felt the atmosphere was off.

That morning, he received a message from Liu Siyu asking him to come to her house to discuss the wedding.

Yu Yong happily came, but no one answered the door. He happened to run into his neighbor, Yang Dingxiang.

Yang Dingxiang told him that Liu Siyu had taken her mother to the antique street to have their eight characters matched.

Fearing something might go wrong, Yu Yong rushed over.

The current scene was a bit strange, and he braced himself to hug Liu Siyu. “Siyu, I’m sorry, I’m late. Don’t cry. No matter what happens, I’m here…”

Before he could finish, Liu Sumei slapped him hard across the face.

Yu Yong covered his face. “Mom, what are you doing?”

Liu Sumei stood with her hips akimbo and angrily retorted, “Who’s your mom? I only have one daughter!”

Yu Yong frowned and turned to ask, “Siyu, what exactly happened? We…”

Liu Siyu screamed hysterically, “Yu Yong, you had a son when you were eighteen! Why did you lie to me?!”

Yu Yong was shocked.

This matter had passed many years, and almost no one knew about it.

His son had always been raised under his parents’ names, claiming he was his younger brother.

He and his son were close in age; ordinary people wouldn’t think they had such a relationship.

How did Liu Siyu find out about this?

Yu Yong forced a smile. “Siyu, I don’t have a son.”

Liu Siyu shouted, “Your younger brother is your son! Was our encounter something you planned?”

At this moment, her intelligence soared.

Recalling the details of those years, she was heartbroken.

There was no such coincidence in the world. Yu Yong had approached her with a purpose from the beginning.

Yu Yong reached out. “Siyu, listen to my explanation. Let’s go home first.”

“Explain what?!”

Liu Sumei wanted to beat him up but didn’t have a suitable weapon.

Madam He silently joined the battle, handing her a broom and giving her an encouraging gesture.

Liu Sumei picked up the broom and swung it at Yu Yong’s head. “You dared to scheme against my daughter; I’ll teach you a lesson today!!!”

Yu Yong was unprepared and received a blow to the head, his forehead bleeding profusely.

What the hell was going on?

Everything was almost settled.

Liu Siyu was simple and innocent, an only child from Di Jing with a good family background. She was easy to manipulate and the best choice for a wife.

Yu Yong had pretended to be a good man for so long.  Just when he was about to get married, his secret was exposed.

Who? Who the hell was it?!

After taking several blows from the broom, Yu Yong’s temper flared, and he didn’t bother to pretend anymore.

He forcefully pushed Liu Sumei away, his face contorted. “泼妇 (Pōfù – shrew), a family of uncouth people! If we’re not getting married, then we’re not! Besides me, who else would want you? I was truly blind back then!”

Liu Sumei caught her breath. “Who would want your family? An old cucumber trying to pass itself off as a green one, pretending to be young to deceive a young girl! I spit on you!”

Yu Yong touched the blood on his head. “I’m not done with you today!”

Liu Sumei shouted, “I’m not done with you either! Let’s meet at the police station!”

Yu Yong’s eyes were sinister. “Liu Siyu and I have slept together many times. She’s no longer a virgin. If she doesn’t marry me, no man will marry her!”

Liu Siyu suddenly looked up.

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

Such a horrifying expression, such vulgar words, actually came from Yu Yong’s mouth. His previous gentleness and consideration were all fake.

These words were even more hateful than him deceiving her.

Liu Siyu felt a chill run down her spine, feeling extremely disgusted.

She wanted to scold him but couldn’t. She had never scolded anyone before.

Liu Siyu cried and slapped Yu Yong. “You’re so disgusting!”

Yu Yong grabbed her hand, about to retaliate, but Madam He and a group of grandpas and grandmas held him down.

Yu Yong couldn’t move, staring fixedly at Liu Siyu. “You’ll regret this!”

As soon as he finished his threat, the grandpas and grandmas pretended to fall, each kicking him once, and some even spat on his face.

The grandpas and grandmas shouted.

“Damn beast, you hit an old person!”

“Ouch! My waist is broken!”

“Ouch! My hand is fractured!”

The scene was chaotic, and Yu Yong couldn’t count how many beatings he received.

Dedao Hall.

Qian Fugui narrowed his eyes, observing the commotion.

So lively; I want to go and see.

The blond young man spoke, “Master Qian, this is a good opportunity. I’ll bring a few younger brothers to take advantage of the chaos and smash the place.”

Master Qian kicked him. “This is a society ruled by law. Be civilized; don’t act like gangsters, always shouting and killing.”

The blond young man rubbed his buttocks. “Master Qian, you can’t give up; otherwise, what will happen to Dedao Hall?”

Master Qian looked at the worn-out copy of “The Art of War” in his hand and sighed deeply.

“The enemy is too strong, and we’ve lost twice in a row. This situation isn’t in the book.”

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Hee hee, I have a way.

The Art of War says, one of the thirty-six stratagems is to use a borrowed knife to kill someone.

Master Qian leaned into the blond young man’s ear and whispered, “Understood? Go do it.”

The blond young man gave a thumbs up. “Master Qian is brilliant.”