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Chapter 122 The Truth about Abuse

"Aci, are you willing?" Hao Qiubai asked.

Su Ci turned around and bowed to Wen Youcheng and An Xiangnuan: "Thank you uncle and aunt for liking me, but I only have one father. My grandfather's surname is Hao, and he is still waiting for me at home. I take care of Grandpa Wen just because I think he is very kind, and I have no intention of joining your family."

After saying this, he held Hao Qiubai's hand tightly.

It was his father who gave him a home and allowed him to live a normal life. He absolutely could not abandon his father.

Hao Qiubai was quite proud, and even glanced at Wen Youcheng provocatively: "Did you hear that? My son doesn't care about your family's inheritance rights."

Hao Qiubai came here every day these days to ask for confessions.

But every time the abuse was mentioned, Grandpa Wen seemed to have lost his memory and started looking for his grandson in a daze. He had to hold Su Ci's hand before he could calm down.

"Zai Zai, go find a place to have your uncle and aunt have their fortunes told. This will be a gift to them."

Hao Qiubai gave a look and Su Zaizai immediately understood.

Does Dad want her to lead the Wen couple away?

"Okay, Dad."

"Uncle Wen, Aunt An, I know a quiet place that's perfect for fortune-telling. Things keep happening in your family, so you might as well do a fortune-telling to put your mind at ease." Su Zaizai is the best at giving advice in this regard.

Wen Youcheng and An Xiangnuan had also heard of the name of Su Zaizai, the little Taoist priest, a long time ago, but because of what happened a year ago, they were too embarrassed to go to her house to ask her for fortune-telling. Now that the opportunity was right in front of them, they certainly couldn't miss it.

"Oh, okay. Thank you for your help. Yes, yes."

Su Zaizai successfully took the two people away, and secretly made an 'OK' gesture to Hao Qiubai, smiling and blinking.

Hao Qiubai couldn't help but shook his head: "What a clever girl."

Only Hao Qiubai, Su Ci and Old Man Wen were left in the ward.

Hao Qiubai crossed his legs and sat back, "Now that there is no one else, Old Wen should stop pretending to be confused. The person who abused you is your grandson Wen Xiangzhu, right?"

Mr. Wen was very surprised: "You, how did you know?"

Hao Qiubai chuckled: "Do you think our police just get paid every day without doing any work? My people have already investigated clearly. Wen Xiangzhu has shown a strong anti-social consciousness since he went abroad. He beats and scolds you. The servants in the house have also been abused by him. He hates you the most and even attacked you with heavy objects with the intention of murdering you. Am I right?"

Old Master Wen couldn't help but shed tears.

"What sin has our Wen family committed? Our ancestors have always been virtuous, law-abiding, and low-key, yet we have such a grandson. Hao family kid, I, as your elder, am not afraid of being laughed at. If I hadn't acted crazy and stupid, I would have been beaten to death by that bastard long ago."

Hao Qiubai asked: "With so many things happening, why didn't you tell your son and daughter-in-law?"

Old Master Wen sighed, "What did they say? They said their son wanted to kill their father? And my daughter-in-law has been weak since she had a miscarriage. How could she bear such a blow?"

He looked at Su Ci again, crying and laughing: "Actually, Grandpa knows that you are not my grandson. I just want to... enjoy the happiness of being together as a grandfather and a grandson before I die. Even if it's fake, I will die without regrets."

Su Ci raised his hand to wipe away Mr. Wen's tears: "Grandpa Wen, you can live a long life. Don't always say unlucky words."

Old Man Wen sighed and shook his head: "That kid will kill me sooner or later. He won't let me go. Although he is only seven years old, he has a gun in his hand and has even killed someone. I am the witness. He will not leave me alive."

At noon, Hao Qiubai invited Wen Youcheng and An Xiangnuan to have lunch.

This came as a bit of a surprise to the couple.

After all, Hao Qiubai had never been nice to them. "Captain Hao, you're not just treating us for dinner today, are you?" Wen Youcheng asked.

Now that we're done with the meal, it's time to get down to business.

Hao Qiubai took out a recorder and placed it on the table: "This is a gift for you. Listen carefully to it yourself."

After saying that, he got up and left.

In the hospital ward, Su Ci was feeding Old Man Wen soup when Wen Youcheng ran in crying and knelt on the ground.

"Dad, I'm sorry for you. You went through so much alone abroad, and I didn't even know about it."

Wen Youcheng kept slapping himself very hard.

Mr. Wen stretched out his hand, but couldn't reach him: "Enough! Enough!"

He couldn't help crying again: "It can only be said that our Wen family is not that lucky to have a child like Ah Ci. This is our family's destiny. We have no choice but to acknowledge him."

When Mr. Wen saw that only Wen Youcheng came back, he quickly asked, "Where's Nuannuan?"

Wen Youcheng was still kneeling on the ground: "She listened to the recording of your conversation with Captain Hao and fainted out of anger. She is now resting in the next ward."

"Dad, it's the son's fault if he's unfilial. Since I brought that rebellious son into this world, I should be the one to deal with him."

Wen Youcheng kowtowed to Old Man Wen, then stood up and left.

He was going abroad and personally sent that rebellious son to the police station.

Su Zaizai stopped him: "Uncle Wen, I have something very important to tell you."

Wen Youcheng's face was filled with tears of regret: "Zai Zai, uncle has something urgent to deal with now. If you have anything to say, can you wait until uncle comes back to talk to him?"

Su Zaizai directly announced: "Wen Xiangzhu is not your child."

Wen Youcheng, who had already taken a step forward, looked down at Su Zaizai again: "What did you say?"

"I have read the fortunes for you and Aunt An. Your son had a rough childhood, was successful in his youth, became prosperous in his youth, became wealthy in his middle age, and lived a healthy life in his old age. He is definitely not someone like Wen Xiangzhu who would abuse his own grandfather."

An Xiangnuan in the ward happened to hear this.

She didn't even have time to put on her shoes, she hurried out, squatted down and held Su Zaizai's hand.

"Zai Zai, is everything you said true? Xiang Zhu is not my son?"

Su Zaizai nodded: "Maybe you took the wrong child, or maybe he was switched. Anyway, Wen Xiangzhu is definitely not your child."

As soon as An Xiangnuan stood up, she started to feel dizzy again, and Wen Youcheng hurriedly supported her.

"Then where is my son?" An Xiangnuan looked at Su Zaizai with tears in her eyes: "Zizai, can you figure out where my son is now?"

Su Zaizai shook his head: "In this vast world, how could I possibly calculate so accurately? But your son's hardships should be over now, and he won't suffer anymore in the future."

An Xiangnuan couldn't hold back her tears after hearing this: "Suffering? Has my son suffered a lot? While I spent countless money and love to raise other people's sons, my son is suffering?"

She lay in Wen Youcheng's arms, crying and sobbing: "Husband, you must find our son back."