NOVPUBChapter 363: 349, The Mystery of the Past (1)_1
Chapter 363: 349, The Mystery of the Past (1)_1
Mo Xiao looked up at him, puzzled by the unnatural tone An Chong was using.
He remains silent, waiting for him to continue.
“Big brother, you keep saying that you have a woman you like. So why are you trying to steal my woman, why?”
The last three words were practically squeezed out between An Chong’s teeth.
He respected his elder brother since childhood. But why is he doing this to him?
How could he dare to make a move on the woman his younger brother liked?
Mo Xiao knit his brows as he listened, his handsome face growing solemn.
“Achong, do you even know what you’re saying?” he said coldly.
Thinking that Mo Xiao was still pretending to be confused, An Chong scoffed, “Big brother, at this point, you still won’t admit it? Grandfather always favored you, all the good things were yours, and I was always beneath you. Wherever you went, my brightness was overshadowed. I didn’t care about all that, but why did you have to steal the only woman I ever loved? Are you really considering me as your brother?”
Once the words fell, Mo Xiao’s brows became knitted even tighter.
He stood up, went around the table and stopped in front of An Chong.
“An Chong, did someone tell you something? I’ve been abroad all these years, I don’t even know who your lover is, how could I take her from you?”
Word for word, he looked quite frank.
An Chong took a step back, his eyes filled with fury. “You’re still playing innocent. You stole my woman, got her pregnant with your child, turning me into a big joke. All of this is thanks to you, my good big brother!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a tense atmosphere fell between the two brothers.
Mo Xiao was lost, his icy gaze fixed on An Chong. Seeing the genuine anger on his face, his suspicions deepened.
“An Chong, you keep saying I stole your woman, so who exactly is this woman you’re talking about?” he asked.
“You’re still pretending.” An Chong growled lowly in a gloomy tone, “Yun Xi, my Yun Xi, how long are you going to keep this charade up?”
Yun Xi?
Recognition dawned on Mo Xiao at the mention of the name. He had heard it somewhere before.
Right, Xing Sen had once mentioned it — Yun Xi, the woman who had caused an uproar with Achong back then.
The same woman who gave birth to both Jian Qing and Jian Luo.
“An Chong, you must have misunderstood something, I…”
“Enough!” An Chong’s veins popped out on his forehead, rudely cutting him off, and roared, “A misunderstanding? Jian Qing and Jian Luo are the best evidence. What misunderstanding are you even talking about?”
With that, he opened his briefcase, pulled out a document from it and threw it towards Mo Xiao.
“This is the evidence. Read it for yourself with your own eyes, An Zhe. You have to explain it to me today.”
Overcome by emotion, An Chong referred to Mo Xiao by his name.
The thin document fell to the floor; Mo Xiao glanced down at it, his lips pursed in a thin line. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
After a moment, he bent down to pick it up.
The light stack of papers felt like a thousand pounds in his hand.
Without hesitation, he unfolded the paper. The large characters printed on the first page assaulted his vision without warning.
Paternity test!
He flinched, his eyes darkening as he turned to the second page.
Instantly, all the professional jargon piled on the page became a blur, his attention focused solely on the results at the bottom that hit right in his heart.
His own paternity test results with Jian Qing showed a 99.9% match.
How could this be?
He never crossed paths with Yun Xi. How could Jian Qing be his child?
A big cloud of fog seemed to engulf him, swallowing his sanity.
“Do you have anything else to explain now, An Zhe? Did I wrong you in any way for you to treat me like this? Speak up.” An Chong’s voice was soaked with hatred.
“Jian Qing and Jian Luo are both your children. You took my woman away. Does that make you feel proud deep inside, An Zhe?”
No wonder grandfather was so biased toward Jian Qing and Jian Luo. The main cause of this was that they were An Zhe’s children and not his, An Chong’s.
Look how pathetic he was.
Unmindful of An Chong’s sarcasm, Mo Xiao held his breath and turned to the next page. The result he saw was —
The paternity test between him and Jian Luo also reached a 99.9% match.
He gripped the paternity test report tightly, lifting his head to look at An Chong, his eyes filled with cold intent, “Where did you get this?”
“Ha!” An Chong sneered, “Are you suspecting that I faked the paternity test report?”
“Answer my question. Where did you get this document?” Mo Xiao retorted coldly, his gaze seemed to grow colder.
“An Zhe, look closely, my blood type is different from yours, Jian Qing and Jian Luo’s blood type is the same as yours. I never doubted that Jian Qing and Jian Luo were your children, until one day, I saw Jian Luo, who looks incredibly like you.” An Chong clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
“Outsiders may think that Jian Luo resembles me a bit. But they’re all wrong. The person who Jian Luo truly resembles is you, An Zhe.”
How he wished that Jian Qing and Jian Luo were his children. But it was all just wishful thinking. Heaven was just that cruel to him.
The fact that the child of the woman he loved belongs to his elder brother feels like a severe blow to him, pushing him into an abyss.
Mo Xiao grabbed An Chong by the collar, pulling him in closer, staring fiercely at him. “I’ll ask you one more time, where did you get this thing from?”
“Does that really matter?” An Chong glanced at him disdainfully and pushed him away, “If you don’t believe it, we can confront our grandfather right now. It’s about time I know why grandfather has been hiding this from us.”
Mo Xiao stared coldly at him, the paternity test report crumpled in his hand.
“Miss Qing, why are you standing here?”
The voice of Qiu Bo echoed in the room. Both Mo Xiao and An Chong’s expressions changed.
Outside in the corridor, Jian Qing stood outside Mo Xiao’s room, a chill air swirling around her, preventing anyone from approaching.
She didn’t respond to Qiu Bo’s words, instead her gaze fell as An Chong’s words echoed in her mind.
So she and Luo Luo were An Zhe’s children…
She didn’t believe it.
It was impossible.
When Qiu Bo noticed that something was off about Jian Qing and was about to ask, the door that had been closed all this time, opened.
“Master, young master!”
Upon seeing the one who opened the door, Qiu Bo was taken aback.
Why had the young master returned at this time?
