Madam He thought of her own biological son, and her heart felt as if being sliced by a knife.
Her poor, ill-fated child was kidnapped by bandits before he was even two years old.
They paid the ransom and managed to get him back, only for him to be abducted by human traffickers when he was four.
Over the years, she had gone through immense hardship to capture that trafficker and see him sentenced and punished by law.
But after the trafficker sold her child to a middleman, that middleman died unexpectedly within two years, leaving even the trafficker unaware of who the child was ultimately sold to.
All these years, she had never stopped searching for her child.
Yet, there had been no news at all!
Although He Xiuyuan was not her biological son, he was still of the He family bloodline, and she had meticulously raised him since childhood.
She had poured all her maternal love into him, but what was the result?
Madam He's eyes reddened, filled with utter heartbreak.
"Xiuyuan, since my way of raising you has caused you so much pain and suffering, from now on, you don't need to call me Mom anymore!"
Hearing Madam He's words, a chill ran down He Xiuyuan's spine.
Madam He possessed exceptional business acumen; she was the major contributor to the He family's development to its current state.
His own biological parents could only rely on Madam He for their livelihood.
If Madam He severed ties with him, he would be nothing.
"Mom, I was wrong. I will definitely win Wanyu back and obey you from now on..."
Wen Yan looked at the weeping and sniveling He Xiuyuan with utter disdain. "How utterly shameless. Don't you dare get near Sister Wanyu again. An ex-husband should be like the dead."
The Si family members nodded vigorously in agreement with Wen Yan.
Wanyu, meanwhile, brought over a glass of red wine and splashed it directly into He Xiuyuan's face. "I'm not a ninja turtle; I won't forgive you again. Don't come around and gross me out anymore!"
Wen Yan gave Wanyu a thumbs-up.
[Trash men really do only slow down a beautiful sister's blade-drawing speed.]
[The wise do not fall into the river of love. Sister Wanyu is so cool now that she's single again. Wuwuwu, I want to be single and free too!]
Si Moyan glanced at Wen Yan, his narrow eyes deep and somber.
If she wanted to be single again, it would only be if she became a widow!
Madam He ignored He Xiuyuan and turned to speak with Wanyu.
Su Yu'er watched Madam He's back, a flash of venomous hatred in her eyes.
Su Yu'er secretly pulled a sharp dagger from her trouser pocket.
Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, she suddenly thrust it towards Madam He's back.
He Xiuyuan would definitely not love her anymore. She could no longer use him to get revenge on Madam He; she had to take matters into her own hands.
She was going to end this old woman's life right now!
However, just as Su Yu'er was about to stab Madam He in the lower back, a slender leg suddenly shot out, kicking her to the ground.
Su Yu'er fell face down, the dagger accidentally stabbing her own collarbone. Crimson blood immediately gushed out.
Hearing the commotion, Madam He turned to look at Su Yu'er.
"You... were trying to kill me just now?" Madam He's face showed shock and disbelief.
Mr. He and He Xiuyuan were both furious.
"Su Yu'er, how dare you attempt murder in public!"
Su Yu'er clenched her teeth tightly, saying nothing.
Another failed plan. Her eyes were red, almost dripping with blood.
She ignored the He family and instead glared with intense hatred at Wen Yan.
This bright, cold, and enchanting woman—they had never had any interaction before. Why did she always have to oppose her?
Su Yu'er knew perfectly well that if it weren't for this woman, Wanyu would be no match for her at all!
"Who exactly are you?" Su Yu'er asked through gritted teeth.
Si Moyan walked over and put his arm around Wen Yan's shoulders. "She is my wife."
Su Yu'er, "..."
That wasn't what she was asking!
She wanted to know why Wen Yan could always see through and precisely ruin every single one of her plans?
She was like a devil, shadowing her relentlessly!
Terrifying and powerful!
After being pulled close by Si Moyan, Wen Yan leaned lazily against his shoulder, the corner of her eye slightly raised. "Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I know who you are."
As soon as Wen Yan spoke, a deep fear flashed in Su Yu'er's eyes.
Her true identity was known to no one. Could this woman possibly know?
No, absolutely impossible!
Old Master Si's eyes lit up, and he immediately came to Wen Yan's side.
He had been curious about Su Yu'er's true identity for days.
He had been reviewing and pondering the 'mystery within the gossip' his eldest grandson's wife mentioned last time, even while trying to sleep at night.
But he still hadn't figured it out.
Not only Old Master Si, but Si Jingyi, Si Luochen, and Si Youyou also gathered around.
Seeing the Si family surround Wen Yan so closely, Su Yu'er felt both envy and bitter hatred.
Since childhood, the only relative who truly loved her was killed because of Madam He!
She yearned to be the center of a family's love, but in this lifetime, that wish was impossible for her to fulfill!
"Yanyan, isn't Su Yu'er an orphan?" Wanyu asked.
Wen Yan sneered. "What orphan? Her true identity is the illegitimate daughter of that human trafficker, Jiang Dahai. After Jiang Dahai got into trouble, her mother abandoned her, and that's how she ended up in the orphanage."
Madam He's eyes widened, her chest heaving violently. "She's actually the trafficker's daughter... no wonder, no wonder she just tried to kill me..."
Su Yu'er lay on the ground, her eyes bulging as she glared at Madam He. "My father breaking the law by kidnapping your son was wrong, and you had him sent to prison. But why did you also have the inmates beat him to death? You poisonous woman!"
Su Yu'er tried to get up to attack Madam He again, but the police soon arrived.
Su Yu'er had attempted murder in public. Although unsuccessful, it was enough to land her several years in prison.
As she was taken away, Su Yu'er kept cursing and raving, looking as if she had lost her mind.
Madam He frowned tightly, her face pale. "After Jiang Dahai was punished by law, I absolutely did not have anyone beat him to death in prison!"
Wen Yan searched within her system.
[Madam He really didn't do that. The one who actually wanted Jiang Dahai dead was actually—]
[Damn, that's even more vicious than Su Yu'er!]
The Si family: Who is it that's even more vicious than Su Yu'er? Hurry up and say it! It's so uncomfortable having gossip stuck halfway in your throat!
"Yuyu, our He family has wronged you. After I sever the mother-son relationship with He Xiuyuan, I will personally visit you and your family to apologize!"
Wanyu had never blamed Madam He. In the He family, Madam He had been the best to her.
"Auntie, there's no need to apologize. I know you must be heartbroken too right now. I also hope you can find your biological son soon."
Seeing Madam He ignore him, He Xiuyuan reached out and grabbed Wanyu's wrist again. "Yuyu, I do have feelings for you, believe me—"
Wen Yan scoffed, interrupting He Xiuyuan. "Even if you have feelings for Sister Wanyu, they're probably only the size of a grain of rice."
[Sister Wanyu, you absolutely must keep a clear head, be strong and love yourself. You must never be fooled by the sweet talk of a scumbag again!]
Before He Xiuyuan could say anything else, Wen Yan said to Wanyu, "Sister Wanyu, come on, repeat after me and say this to him: G-U-N — Get lost!"
The Si family: Pfft, hahaha.
Wanyu came to her senses, her face cold as she said to He Xiuyuan, "Get lost—scram!"
The Si family: Ahahaha, we're going to die laughing, folks.
He Xiuyuan's face turned a mix of green and purple, even uglier than a bitter gourd.
...
After the meal, the Si family took a car back to the Shao residence.
Old Master Si stroked his white beard and asked Wen Yan, "Little Yan, Madam He is quite pitiful too, don't you think? She's only just over fifty, but half her hair is already white. Her own flesh and blood was kidnapped and sold, tormenting this mother for over twenty years."
Madam He was indeed quite worthy of sympathy.
After her son was kidnapped by traffickers, she not only actively searched for her own biological son but also funded other families searching for their abducted children, helping many lost children return home.
Yet, there had been no news of her own biological son all this time.
Wen Yan took out her phone and sent a message to Wanyu.
[Wanyu, tonight, try to secretly get a sample from Mr. Qi Hong for me—a cup he drank from, a toothbrush he used, or even a strand of hair will do.]
When Wen Yan got off the boat earlier, she had already secretly taken the cup from which Madam He had drunk water.
Now, she just needed Qi Hong's sample to proceed with the paternity test.
Si Jingyi, sitting behind Wen Yan, stood up and glanced at her phone.
"Sis-in-law, is this Qi Hong the mysterious, low-key, and talented gold-medal screenwriter I know of?"
Wen Yan turned her head and shot a look at Si Jingyi, who was peeking at her messages. "You're such a gossip!"
Si Jingyi rubbed his high-bridged nose. "Sis-in-law, I have to be! I've invited Qi Hong several times, and he's never agreed. If he really is Madam He's biological son, maybe—"
Before he could finish, Old Master Si gave him a sharp rap on the head.
"Your sis-in-law has been busy running around lately. Do you think it's all just to pave the way for you?"
Si Jingyi chuckled sheepishly.
Following his sis-in-law around for gossip lately had indeed landed him quite a few benefits.
"Sis-in-law, don't worry, I'll definitely stand by your side from now on. If my big brother dares to flirt with other women outside, treating you like He Xiuyuan treated Wanyu, I will definitely…"
Si Moyan, who was checking company emails on his phone, shot a cold glance at Si Jingyi. "Don't worry. You won't need to do anything. Your sis-in-law would take action first."
Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh. "Well said, hubby. You're getting the hang of things more and more lately."
[If he dared to act like that, I'd directly grant him the 'ten-foot red' punishment!]
Si Jingyi: "Big brother, you better not turn into a Hong Shixian."
Si Moyan frowned, his brows knitting together. "And who is Hong Shixian?"
Si Youyou immediately raised her hand to answer. "Big brother, big brother, I know who Hong Shixian is! He's a scumbag with an absolutely clear mind."
Si Luochen added, cutting to the chase, "The fighter jet among scumbags."
Si Moyan: "…"
What, does he have the face of a scumbag?
After receiving Wen Yan's message, Wanyu was somewhat confused.
[Yanyan, I'm afraid I can't do what you asked. I'm not familiar with Mr. Qi, and I don't know where he lives, so I can't get a sample from him.]
Wanyu bought some fruit at the supermarket downstairs. After replying to Wen Yan, she entered the elevator.
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a long, pale, and clean hand suddenly reached in.
The doors slid open again.
A tall, mature, steady, aloof, and noble figure stepped into the elevator.
Wanyu was slightly stunned.
It was actually Mr. Qi!
What was he doing here?
The elevator reached the top floor. Wanyu, head bowed, walked out. Not long after, she noticed Qi Hong following her.
She finally couldn't help but look up at the man. "Mr. Qi, are you here to see me?"
The man pointed to the apartment opposite hers, a faint smile appearing on his handsome, refined face. "I live here."
Wanyu: "…"
She was so embarrassed she could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.
Seeing the blush rise to the tips of Wanyu's ears, a hint of gentleness, almost imperceptible, appeared in the depths of Qi Hong's eyes. "What a coincidence, we've become neighbors."
Wanyu suddenly remembered the message Wen Yan had sent her.
Yanyan was really amazing, actually knowing in advance that Qi Hong had become her neighbor!
She had to find a way to complete the task Yanyan had given her. But how could she get a sample from Mr. Qi?
Wanyu's mind raced, and soon, she thought of a good plan—
