Chapter 132: This Is an Insult to Your Mother—You Are My Son

“You and your mother have nothing to do with me, Yin Haoting.”

Yin Haoting’s cold, emotionless words hit Pei Mingzhu like a heavy hammer, shattering the calm facade she had been trying to maintain.

If there was anyone Pei Mingzhu had ever truly cared for in her life, it was undoubtedly Yin Haoting.

He was the only man she had ever wanted to marry.

Breaking off their engagement back then was a decision made after careful deliberation.

Later, she regretted it…

So now, Yin Haoting’s words completely broke her down. Furious, she questioned him, “Yin Haoting, what do you mean by that? Do you really think I would ruin my own reputation and use my son to frame you?”

Pei Mingzhu had always been proud and arrogant since childhood. When had she ever endured such humiliation and doubt?

At this moment, she felt a raging fire of fury rising within her, making her entire body tremble. Her voice became sharp with anger. “Yin Haoting, how dare you slander me like this? Do you know how humiliating this is for a woman?”

However, Yin Haoting’s handsome face remained indifferent, unaffected by her fury.

“You must give me an explanation, Yin Haoting!”

“Explanation? An account?” Yin Haoting narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice icy. “What explanation? What account?”

“Pei Mingzhu, my wife is Bai Ci.”

“You and I have no relationship. And your son has even less to do with me.”

Despite his gentlemanly appearance, the powerful aura of dominance Yin Haoting exuded made it impossible to ignore him.

As he took one step after another toward Pei Mingzhu and Leng Yifeng, his inherent presence as a superior figure made others instinctively feel fear.

Leng Yifeng unconsciously took two steps back.

Without hesitation, Yin Haoting issued a cold order. “Pei Mingzhu, take your son and get out—immediately.”

Hearing this, Pei Mingzhu’s fury exploded.

She raised her right hand, preparing to slap Yin Haoting hard across the face.

But just as her hand was about to land, Yin Haoting swiftly grabbed her wrist, stopping her movement in an instant. His voice was chilling as he uttered three words.

“You don’t deserve to.”

“Then who does? That b*tch Bai Ci?”

Pei Mingzhu’s eyes were filled with rage as she shouted hysterically, unleashing all her hatred in one furious outburst.

However, before she could finish speaking—

Slap!

A sharp, resounding slap echoed through the room.

Yin Haoting had struck Pei Mingzhu across the face with a ruthless force.

The slap was so strong that Pei Mingzhu didn’t even have time to react.

Caught off guard, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Due to the impact, her head hit the hard floor with a dull thud.

“Mom—” Leng Yifeng instinctively reached out to help her up.

But Pei Mingzhu pushed him away.

Her once elegant face was now contorted with pain, her cheek swollen high, distorting her delicate features.

Yin Haoting suddenly crouched down slightly, looking down at Pei Mingzhu’s disheveled figure. A flicker of contempt and disgust flashed in his eyes.

“Such a filthy mouth…”

His voice was cold, laced with sarcasm.

Pei Mingzhu lifted her head, glaring at the merciless man before her. The hatred in her eyes burned like an unquenchable fire.

“Pei Mingzhu, have you learned nothing from the downfall of the Pei family?”

Yin Haoting’s voice was devoid of any warmth. Each word was like a knife, stabbing straight into Pei Mingzhu’s heart.

Upon hearing this, Pei Mingzhu’s body trembled violently. The fury within her morphed into boundless hatred.

She widened her eyes, her voice trembling, “You… Yin Haoting, was it you who destroyed my family?”

Instead of denying it, Yin Haoting smirked coldly.

“So what if it was? The Pei family brought it upon themselves.”

His voice was icy, utterly devoid of remorse.

“You…” Pei Mingzhu trembled with rage, her fingers digging into the ground as if she wanted to claw her way through it. “Yin Haoting, you will face retribution for this!”

“Retribution?”

Yin Haoting stood up, looking down at her with indifference. “Your family’s destruction was retribution.”

“Yin Haoting!” Pei Mingzhu shrieked, her voice filled with despair. She grabbed his hand. “Yifeng is your son!”

But the next moment—

Yin Haoting forcefully flung her hand away. His voice thundered through the room.

“Get out!”

“Fine… Fine… Yin Haoting, you are truly heartless…”

Pei Mingzhu stood up from the ground. Any lingering affection in her eyes had vanished, replaced entirely by hatred.

“You refuse to admit that Yifeng is your son, don’t you?”

She suddenly turned to Elder Yin. “Old Master, you’ve watched me grow up. You know my character.”

“If I were lying, I wouldn’t stake my reputation and dignity on this.”

“If Yin Haoting refuses to acknowledge Yifeng, fine. If the Yin family rejects him, fine. But—” Pei Mingzhu’s voice was firm as she declared, “I demand justice for myself and my son!”

“I demand a paternity test between Yin Haoting and my son!”

“You think you can just demand one and get it?” Yin Haoyang scoffed. “My brother already said the kid isn’t his! Why waste time on a ridiculous DNA test? That’s an insult to my brother’s character!”

“Yin Haoting, do you dare take the test?” Pei Mingzhu challenged him.

“What is there to be afraid of?” Without hesitation, Yin Haoting plucked a few strands of his hair.

“Good.” Pei Mingzhu took his hair, then plucked some from Leng Yifeng as well. She handed them both over to Elder Yin in front of everyone.

“Old Master, as the head of the family, you should handle this to ensure fairness and prevent anyone from tampering with the results.”

While speaking, Pei Mingzhu deliberately glanced at Yin Hanyu.

“Oh… and by the way…” Pei Mingzhu added, “We should also do a test between Yin Hanyu and Yin Haoting.”

At first, Pei Mingzhu’s words didn’t seem out of place.

Yin Haoyu was about to pluck his own hair.

But suddenly, Yin Haoting reached out and stopped him, his tone laced with irritation.

“What are you doing?”

Yin Hanyu sneered. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“You bastard!” Yin Haoting’s anger flared even more. “I don’t need any DNA test with you! That is an insult to your mother… You are my son!”