HLnovel Chapter 71 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (2)
Chapter 71 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (2)
He is not his sister's biological brother.
Or, to put it another way, Zhao Weizhou is not Tong Yu's biological son.
Zhao Weizhou already knew about this a year ago.
However, he didn't realize at the time that he had no blood relation to any of the Zhao family members.
Twist at birth?
The real or fake young master?
Everyone thought this was a simple matter, but who could have imagined that so many things were hidden behind it?
During a school-organized physical examination, Zhao Weizhou astutely discovered that he had a blood type problem.
He had been told he was blood type A since childhood, but this medical examination report indicated that he was blood type B. How could that be?
His father, Zhao Cheng, and mother, Tong Yu, are both blood type A, so how could he possibly be blood type B?
Two A's cannot produce one B.
Therefore, Zhao Weizhou's first reaction was that the physical examination was not conducted properly and the report was wrong.
So he went to his father, Zhao Cheng, and told him about it, with a hint of complaining.
Unexpectedly, this led to an answer he absolutely refused to acknowledge.
He was not his sister's biological brother; he was Zhao Cheng's illegitimate son with another woman.
Zhao Cheng originally wanted to divorce Tong Yu, but after his older sister was born, it aroused his fatherly love. He decided that he had to give his sister a complete family, so he gave up the idea of divorce.
The other woman naturally disagreed, but since she couldn't change Zhao Cheng's decision, she compromised by exchanging her and Zhao Cheng's son with Tong Yu's other daughter, so that their son could rightfully become the eldest son of the Zhao family.
So, the twin daughters became a boy and a girl, but no one expected that the aftermath of this baby-swapping scandal would include a twist involving a real and a fake young master.
Now, he's no longer his sister's brother at all.
If it were someone else, they might feel like the sky had fallen.
But Zhao Weizhou was actually quite pleased with this outcome.
Compared to being an illegitimate child, isn't being an adopted child from a different father and mother even less objectionable?
His budding emotions, which had been buried and suppressed, could finally see the light of day again.
Thinking of this, a glint of fanaticism flashed in Zhao Weizhou's eyes.
He should be grateful for Chu Mufeng's appearance; at least from now on, he no longer has to live in fear.
When one person puts down a heavy stone in their heart, another person feels a huge weight on their heart.
Slumped to the ground, Chu Mufeng looked bewildered and at a loss.
He uncontrollably bit his fingers, not stopping even after tasting the blood.
impossible ... ...
Impossible...
How could he be an illegitimate child...?
Even the most foolish person should know that there is an insurmountable chasm between illegitimate children and children born to the first wife, and that they are destined to never be together.
Not to mention, he was replacing his sister's real younger sister.
Chu Mufeng hugged his knees tightly, tears welling in his eyes. He could almost see the look of disgust in his sister's eyes after his identity was revealed.
He can't accept it... he can't accept it!
The door to the room was gently opened, and in the dark corridor, bare feet touched the cold floor as Chu Mufeng slowly walked to the door of the room closest to the stairs.
Standing quietly at the door, gazing at the door, it was as if I could see my sister already asleep through the door panel.
He paused, then slowly leaned against the wall and slid to the ground.
With his hands wrapped around his knees, Chu Mufeng, dressed in thin clothes, sat on the cold ground all night.
It wasn't until the next day, when Leyan opened the door, that she discovered his presence.
"what!"
Seeing Chu Mufeng looking up at her in a daze, Le Yan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Xiao Feng? What are you doing sitting here?!"
She crouched down and, noticing Chu Mufeng's unusual expression, quickly reached out to touch his forehead. She was immediately alarmed by the burning heat. "Oh no! He has a fever!"
Le Yan hurriedly tried to help Chu Mufeng up, but he grabbed her hands. "Sister, sister..."
He murmured with obvious dependence, then reached out and hugged Leyan tightly.
A pitiful, aggrieved voice rang in Le Yan's ears: "Sister, I dreamt that you left me, and I can't find you..."
Upon hearing this, Le Yan understood why he was sitting at her door so early in the morning.
She felt genuinely sorry for her younger brother, who lacked a sense of security, so she hugged him back, gently stroking his back, and comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay. Dreams are often the opposite of reality. I won't leave you, don't be afraid."
As soon as Zhao Weizhou opened the door, he saw the two embracing each other, and his face immediately darkened.
"elder sister!"
He called out to Le Yan, his eyes filled with warning as he looked at Chu Mufeng.
It seems his warning last night wasn't enough, otherwise how could Chu Mufeng still dare to put on airs in front of his sister?
With a sneer in his heart, Zhao Weizhou quickly walked to Le Yan's side, looking at the two of them with a puzzled expression, "Sister, what are you doing here?"
He appeared to care about the two, but in reality, he directly separated Le Yan and Chu Mufeng.
"Zhouzhou, Xiaofeng has a fever. Please help me get him into the room. I'll call the doctor."
Upon seeing Zhao Weizhou appear, Le Yan's furrowed brows relaxed, and she quickly asked him for help.
"Sister, I'll take care of things here with Xiaofeng, don't worry."
With a smirk, Zhao Weizhou grabbed Chu Mufeng's arm and tightened his grip, causing Chu Mufeng to wince in pain.
Despite the pain, Chu Mufeng wouldn't show weakness in front of Zhao Weizhou. He smiled and his pale lips moved slightly, "Then I'll have to trouble Zhouzhou."
They loathed each other, and behind Le Yan's backs, they confronted each other fiercely, their eyes and brows filled with disgust for one another.
But when Leyan returned after making the call, they went back to being good brothers and getting along well.
"Xiao Feng, lie down first, the doctor will be here soon."
Looking at her younger brother, who had fallen ill so easily, with a slight headache, Le Yan thought to herself that she would have to pay more attention to him in the future.
This attention has drawn criticism from some people.
After all, a person's attention is limited. Once most of one's attention is drawn to a particular person, attention will automatically decrease towards others.
Like a childhood sweetheart, like a childhood friend, like another younger brother.
When the three of them finally got together, they weren't at odds; instead, they seemed to share a common bond.
"Damn Zhao Mufeng, I refuse to believe he's really that frail and sickly!"
Seventeen-year-old Ning Zhiyu stood under the tree, stamping her feet in frustration. She counted on her fingers the amount of time she had spent alone with Sister Yan Yan over the past two years, and it was getting less and less.
Whenever she wanted to be alone with Sister Yan, that damned Zhao Mufeng would always do something to attract all of Sister Yan's attention.
Meng Cili had a cold face. He was originally a cold and aloof person, and in the past two years, his eyes and brows had become even colder, giving him an even more unapproachable aura.
Looking down at the invitation on his phone that had been stood up yet again, he sneered, "We don't believe it, but Yan Yan does."
Who told that when that kid was found, he had been hit on the head and was hospitalized, and he also had various health problems caused by malnutrition. Later, when he returned to the Zhao family, he would often get a fever and fall ill by accident.
In Le Yan's heart, she had already decided that her younger brother, who had suffered for fifteen years, was a sickly child who needed to be carefully protected.
No matter how much they say, Leyan will not believe them.
Zhao Weizhou gritted his teeth in resentment, "He's not just sick, he's also prone to self-harm and low self-esteem, like a pitiful little thing."