Zhao Yifei stared at the back of his hand that had been slapped red in surprise. He could not believe that his usually obedient and protective mom would actually strike him. “Mom…”


  Unfortunately, Sun Fengzi’s attention was not on Zhao Yifei at this moment. After laughing loudly for a while, Sun Fengzi suddenly turned her head to look at Duan Yarong. Her gaze that was filled with such hatred made the few of them involuntarily gasp, Zhao Shunrong pulled Duan Yarong to his side at the first moment and tightly protected her in his arms, preventing Sun Fengzi from suddenly acting like a beast and pouncing on Duan Yarong to hurt her.

  His actions just happened to hit a sore spot in Sun Fengzi’s heart. Sun Fengzi’s face suddenly became ferocious, and she staggered up from the ground. She pointed at Duan Yarong’s face and shouted loudly, “It’s all because of you, because of you! You b*tch, if it weren’t for you, if it weren’t for your sudden appearance and interference, the person who should have married him should have been me. I should have been the mistress of the Zhao family. He should have been mine, mine! You b*tch, I…”


  Sun Fengzi was about to pounce on Duan Yarong when Zhao Shunchang, who was watching from the side, quickly hugged her and stopped her from pouncing forward.

  “Let go of me, let go of me, this b*tch, this b*tch, I’m going to kill her, kill her…” Sun Fengzi’s hair had already fallen into a mess as she struggled. Her eyes had turned red from anger and madness. She was like a malicious demoness that had crawled out of hell. She was extremely terrifying.

  Everyone present was shocked. What did she mean by saying that if Duan Yarong had not suddenly appeared and interfered, she would have been the one to marry him? Who was he? Was It Zhao Shunrong?

  Sun Fengzi’s roars were heart-wrenching. Could it be that she had some unknown past with Zhao Shunrong? Could it be that Zhao Yifei was… Zhao Shunrong’s son?!

  The few of them looked at Zhao Shunrong at the same time, but they soon realized that something was wrong. Zhao Yifei’s paternity test was performed with the former master. Zhao Shunchang was the old master’s son, and so was Zhao Shunrong. If Zhao Yifei was Zhao Shunrong’s child, there was no reason for the result to come out as so.

  However, if Zhao Yifei was not Zhao Shunrong’s child, Sun Fengzi’s words would

  be…


  Zhao Yifei was also shocked by his mom’s words. He looked at Zhao Shunrong with a complicated gaze. If his father was this person, if his father was this person…


  Unfortunately, Zhao Yifei’s expectations were destined to be impossible to achieve.

  Duan Yarong was also shocked by Sun Fengzi’s insane accusations. She reflexively turned her head to look at Zhao Shunrong. Zhao Shunrong’s brows were tightly knitted, and he felt stifled. He said in a low voice, “It wasn’t me. Before meeting you, I’ve never once met her.”


  Duan Yarong saw Zhao Shunrong speaking it with certainty and sighed in relief. She never doubted him.

  Almost everyone present had excluded Zhao Shunrong from the so-called “him.” Only Zhao Youlin seemed to have suddenly understood something. While everyone’s attention was focused on Sun Fengzi and the others……, she turned her head and pulled out the photo album again. Her eyes flashed as she stared at the photo.

  The others were taking in the scene before them, but Mu Tingfeng’s attention was always on Zhao Youlin. When he noticed that Zhao Youlin was acting strangely, he was the first to go up and ask with concern, “What’s wrong?”


  Zhao Youlin stared at the photo with intense emotions surging in her eyes. “It makes sense. Look here, everything makes sense!”


  Mu Tingfeng stared at the side of Zhao Youlin’s face. He opened his mouth and was about to continue asking when something happened to Sun Fengzi.

  When Sun Fengzi heard Zhao Shunrong’s words, she froze. Her bloodshot eyes stared at Zhao Shunrong with a hint of longing and obsession, however, there was even more hatred in her eyes. “You don’t know me anymore? You don’t know me anymore? Hahahaha… you actually don’t remember me at all. You don’t remember me at all!”


  Although the others believed in Zhao Shunrong’s character, Sun Fengzi’s words were starting to confuse them.

  Zhao Shunchang, in particular, turned his head to look at Zhao Shunrong with a dumbfounded expression. He looked just like a heartbroken husband who had accidentally caught his wife and adulterer.

  Zhao Shunrong almost looked exhausted. God knew that he had been clean for so many years and only liked Duan Yarong. He had always maintained a certain distance from other women, including Sun Fengzi, his so-called sister-in-law.

  In his heart, Sun Fengzi was just an unfamiliar woman. If there was any difference between her and other women, it would just be an additional person who liked to bully Duan Yarong and his younger brother. She was just a woman who had led his younger brother astray.

  From this, it could be seen that Zhao Shunrong did not have a good impression of Sun Fengzi. He even had some antipathy towards her. Zhao Shunrong could not help but feel a chill down his spine when he was suddenly questioned by this person as if he was a heartless man.

  Just as the atmosphere between the few of them grew extremely awkward, Zhao Shunchang could not help but call out to Zhao Shunrong sorrowfully, “Brother”. Zhao Youlin finally walked back to the group. She said mockingly, “Of course my dad doesn’t know you. To him, you’re just a passing wisp in his life. His schoolmate, his classmate, oh no, to him, you’re not even a classmate. At most, you’re just a stranger who doesn’t even earn a nod from his head. You wanted my dad to remember such a person for so long? Aren’t you overestimating yourself too much?”


  “You…” Sun Fengzi’s entire face flushed red after being ridiculed by Zhao Youlin. She looked at Zhao Youlin with an extremely crazy gaze as she bared her fangs and brandished her claws, wanting to pounce on Zhao Youlin. However, she was held on with even more strength by Zhao Shunchang and was unable to move.

  Duan Yarong and the others were all stunned by Zhao Youlin’s random words. They looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

  “Yarong, what did you just say? Classmate? Shunrong and her are classmates? Why don’t I have any impression of it? Were they classmates in junior high, high school, or university? Or… Kindergarten? Primary school?”


  Duan Yarong’s question was also the curiosity of everyone present. In an instant, everyone’s eyes were focused on Zhao Youlin. All of them pricked up their ears, waiting for Zhao Youlin to explain.

  Zhao Youlin did not know whether to laugh or cry when she heard Duan Yarong’s question. What kindergarten? If they really met each other, wouldn’t Sun Fengzi have been secretly in love with Zhao Shunrong for most of her life? That was obsession on another level.

  Zhao Youlin raised the photo album that she didn’t put back in front of them, then she pointed at one of their heads and asked, “Look at this person. Don’t you think that the face and facial features are a little similar to Sun Fengzi’s?”