CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 400

Weng Yong’an looked at Wen Xianglai with eyes devoid of any warmth, which truly struck Wen Xianglai hard. No matter what, she’s a fiery, beautiful woman—could it be that Weng Yong’an never had feelings for her?

Though she never really planned to marry him, she couldn’t accept that there was actually a man who wouldn’t succumb to her!

"Whose child is this really? Do you not even know yourself?" Weng Yong’an’s cold appearance, his mesmerizing peach blossom eyes full of ice—such a woman isn’t even worthy of the hem of Tian Qiu’s clothes!

Wen Rongfa, in anger, stepped forward to punch him, but Weng Yong’an intercepted with one hand. If he had truly done such a thing, getting hit by Wen Rongfa would be understandable, but now this father and daughter pair had conspired not only to set him up but also to deceive and insult the Weng Family!

"Let go!" Old Mrs. Weng hurriedly called out.

The business with the Wen Family hadn’t been signed yet; how could she let this child ruin it just like that? He’s actually saying such hurtful words for that Tian Family girl.

Weng Yong’an coldly released Wen Rongfa, whose anger made his body fat tremble. This brat is truly hateful, how could he be so strong? Want to sign the contract smoothly? Humph!

"Mr. Wen, I’m really sorry, this child just has this kind of temper and treats everyone like this." Feng Xlian quickly said with a smile.

Wen Rongfa snorted, said no more; since the other party softened his tone, he grudgingly stepped down. He’d deal with the Weng Family properly after returning.

"Yong’an, why don’t you apologize to your father-in-law!" Feng Xlian saw Wen Rongfa’s face turning green with anger and hurriedly turned to Weng Yong’an.

The Tian Family almost laughed in anger. The two hadn’t even divorced yet, and they were already eager to acknowledge the mistress’s real father as the father-in-law. How hadn’t they seen before how peculiar the Weng Family was, especially Feng Xlian? With such an ignorant mother-in-law, what kind of life did Tian Qiu have at the Weng Family?

Weng Yong’an was also stunned by his mother’s ignorance. His expression became colder and more gloomy as Wen Xianglai quietly sobbed beside him, silently voicing his ruthlessness.

He didn’t even dare to look at Tian Qiu’s face now, afraid to see disappointment, to see sadness...

Weng Yong’an closed his eyes, knowing he couldn’t avoid it today. He looked up and took a deep breath before saying, "The child in Wen Xianglai’s stomach can’t be mine because... because I’m infertile."

Weng Yong’an’s words landed like a boulder on the hearts of the Weng Family and Wen Xianglai and her father.

Wen Xianglai had long planned how Weng Yong’an would refuse, thinking that as long as she insisted the child was his, it would be fine. Domestic technology couldn’t detect it; no one would know, and she hadn’t planned to marry Weng Yong’an, after all.

Old Mrs. Weng stood trembling, raising her hand and slapping Weng Yong’an hard. She said with resentment, "Would you degrade yourself for that Tian Family girl?"

She didn’t believe Weng Yong’an was infertile.

Weng Yong’an’s face stung painfully, but it wasn’t as deep as the pain in his heart. His face carried a mocking smile, "It’s not degradation; it’s true. You wouldn’t have forgotten the incident abroad, right? Did you ever wonder why they released me? It was because of this examination."

Old Mrs. Weng staggered back a few steps, shaking her head repeatedly but unable to say a word. Weng Yong’an had studied abroad for several years.

At that time, Weng Yong’an was still young. They received a call from him, saying he was detained there, accused of attempted rape, and the woman was pregnant and everything else. Young and reckless, who doesn’t have such incidents? The Weng Family prepared to pay off the matter, but before any negotiations, Weng Yong’an was already released.

Weng Yong’an evasively explained that they found the real culprit, hence his release. The Weng Family didn’t think much of it at the time since such incidents were common abroad. A young man like Weng Yong’an wouldn’t suffer unless drugs were involved; otherwise, all would be fine.

So that’s how that matter was resolved!

Weng Yong’an closed his eyes, seemingly feeling Tian Qiu’s gaze. He slightly turned his head, shifting his gaze elsewhere.

Dong Fengzhen laughed, with utmost sarcasm, "I told you to sort out your own affairs first. Since it’s clear now, let the two kids handle the issue quickly, so as not to delay my Xiaoqiu; she’s not young anymore. How could she not have a child?"

Dong Fengzhen was not one to be soft; her words now were like knives stabbing Old Mrs. Weng and Feng Xlian in the chest, each piercing blood, each unbearably painful.

The Weng Family’s most promising heir was infertile!

Weng Yong’an’s chest ached dullly. Ultimately, it reached this point—he and Xiaoqiu still couldn’t be together, ending a two-year relationship.

But in a way, it’s good. He indeed couldn’t delay Xiaoqiu any longer.

Weng Yong’an said nothing, turning to walk outside.

Beisitian saw this and, taking advantage of the others’ inattention, quietly pulled Tian Qiu out of the hall.

Weng Yong’an walked out the doors of the Tian Family, slowly strolling. He couldn’t go back to the Weng Family—not after what they did, which utterly disgusted him.

But where could he go with the world so vast?

The world seemed bleak without Xiaoqiu.

As Weng Yong’an walked, a figure appeared before him. He looked up and saw Beisitian standing in front of him.

Weng Yong’an looked at her in silence and then said after a long pause, "I will cooperate and get the divorce."

"Is this how you explain things to Sister Qiu? How do you feel about the Weng Family’s loud commotion at the Tian Family?" Beisitian asked; this was her last question that needed an answer.

Weng Yong’an scoffed at himself, "One is my grandmother, and the other is my mother. If I could control them, would it have escalated to this point today?"

"So what now?" Beisitian’s expression turned slightly cold. If that’s the case, let Weng Yong’an go wherever he wants.

Weng Yong’an sighed, "I’m planning to leave the Weng Family."

Beisitian raised an eyebrow; Weng Yong’an indeed had the courage, "If you’re really severing ties with the Weng Family, then there’s no need to divorce Sister Qiu."

Weng Yong’an didn’t seem to belong with those who engaged in lowly tricks, but most importantly, Tian Qiu had feelings for him.

One would have thought Weng Yong’an would be happy, but unexpectedly, he shook his head, "Let’s get divorced. I’ve already delayed her by two years. I can’t continue being selfish."

Beisitian knew he was referring to the infertility issue.

"I originally pressured the family to marry Xiaoqiu when I came back from abroad. From the first time I saw Xiaoqiu, I liked her. After several interactions, I didn’t expect to develop deep feelings. So, even though I knew I was infertile, I still pressured the family to marry Xiaoqiu. Xiaoqiu should hate me. She never really liked me."