Chapter 310: Chapter 310

Mr. Leng suddenly felt like he had aged ten years. What was real, and what was fake? His mind was a jumble, as if filled with glue. He could only rely on instinct to comfort and care for Mrs. Leng.

Mrs. Leng was so furious she felt slightly dizzy. She was sitting on a chair catching her breath while Leng Ning gently rubbed her back. Hearing Qian Rouxuan’s words, Mrs. Leng suddenly sprang to her feet, pointing her finger at Qian Rouxuan’s nose and yelling, "You despicable woman! I thought you’d changed for the better. Turns out a dog can’t stop eating filth—you’re still the same!

Speak! Whose child is this? Huh? You actually dare deceive us. Do you have any idea how much discord you’ve caused between me, Mochen, and Li Si because of you, you miserable woman, and that child?

You shameless wretch! Ugh! Coming from the same family—there are only a few men in the Leng Family. Tell me, whose child is this?"

At this moment, Mrs. Leng had thrown all her self-restraint and elegance to the wind, utterly shattered by the paternity report showing the child came from the same family. She trembled uncontrollably with rage, her heart filled with anger.

Covering her face, Qian Rouxuan didn’t say a word, merely crying softly and defending herself, "Auntie, I’m telling the truth! John truly is the Leng Family’s child..."

While sobbing, she cautiously peeked at the expressions of those across from her through her fingers. Seeing Leng Mohao glaring daggers at her as if he wanted to kill her, her heart shook. Now that things had escalated to this point, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and see this path through, even if it meant kneeling.

Mrs. Leng turned her gaze to Leng Mochen and Li Si, her eyes glimmering with guilt: "Mochen, Sisi, it’s Mom’s fault! Mom apologizes to you two. From now on, I won’t meddle in these matters anymore, as long as you forgive me!

And, Mochen, since you’ve already known this child isn’t yours, why didn’t you tell me sooner? That way I could’ve recognized these ungrateful ingrates early on!"

Li Si frowned, watching the spectacle unfold before her like a play. Gripping Leng Mochen’s hand, she said nothing.

Leng Mochen curled his lips into a mocking smile. "Would telling you sooner have changed anything? I only just found out myself!"

Mrs. Leng choked on her frustration, momentarily at a loss for words.

John, who had been kneeling obediently beside Qian Rouxuan, was now terrified to see his usually gentle and affectionate grandmother behaving like a shrew. He was frightened.

Timidly, he said, "Grandma! I’m really Dad’s child! That report has to be fake! Fake!"

Mrs. Leng looked at John with deep pain in her eyes. She had cherished this child deeply, down to her very bones. But she hadn’t expected to misplace her feelings, to be deceived—and in the end, the child wasn’t even part of her family.

She wanted to say something harsh, but when she saw John’s clear and innocent eyes, she simply couldn’t utter words like "bastard" or "illegitimate child."

She could only shout angrily, "Go ask that wretched mother of yours whose child you are!"

John instinctively shrank back, tears welling up in his eyes. Why was it ? Why wasn’t he Dad’s child?

Whose child was he? Who was his real father?

At this moment, John’s heart was filled with both sorrow and confusion.

Zeng Qiuping looked down at the kneeling John with a hint of pity, but this wasn’t the time for her to speak. Remaining silent was the wisest choice now.

At the same time, worry gnawed at her heart. If it turned out the child was indeed Mohao’s, how would she face the fallout?

Leng Qianhan had already keenly noticed the odd expressions on both his wife’s and son’s faces, but it wasn’t the right time to question them now. He had to suppress his doubts.

Liu Jiaqi didn’t even know how to describe her feelings anymore. Her mind raced with thoughts about the implications if the child truly turned out to be Leng Mohao’s. What would she do?

Surely the child couldn’t belong to her father-in-law or uncle, right? She refused to believe such a thing! That would be just too...

Leng Mo maintained her usual indifferent expression, though her eyes flashed with clarity. That eldest brother of hers was really something—dragging others into the mess he created himself. Serves him right; he deserves whatever comes his way.

Every person in the room harbored their own thoughts. Qian Rouxuan kept her composure, not daring to lift her head, and continued kneeling beside John, her mind racing to devise a countermeasure.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached. The chaotic crowd instinctively turned toward the door, only to see Heizi dressed in casual clothes alongside two uniformed policemen arriving.

Li Si and Leng Mochen exchanged glances and instantly knew—success had arrived!

"You are?" Mr. Leng Sr. rose, unsure of what was happening. His eightieth birthday banquet was truly full of twists and turns. Just as he managed to catch his breath, the police showed up?

Thankfully, his health was holding up recently. Otherwise, he’d need to grab fast-acting heart medication—the strain was too much!

Heizi politely explained, "Mr. Leng, happy birthday! Sorry to disturb you! We’re here to arrest a criminal suspect."

After speaking, he shot a look at Li Si and Leng Mochen, solidifying their confidence further.

Everyone in the room exchanged puzzled glances, their eyes darting back and forth. Who was the criminal suspect? When they saw Leng Mochen and Li Si looking at Qian Rouxuan, the Leng Family and other guests turned their gaze to her as well.

Leng Mohao gaped in astonishment. What had this despicable woman Qian Rouxuan done to warrant the attention of the police? Could it be something connected to him?

Qian Rouxuan lowered her head even further, hoping to diminish her presence. Her thoughts were in chaos. Had the truth already come to light?

No, it couldn’t have come out so quickly, could it? What had gone wrong? She couldn’t figure it out!

While her eyes darted around, she suddenly realized a pair of black leather shoes had appeared before her, casting a shadow over her head.

A thunderous voice rang in her ears: "Qian Rouxuan, you are under arrest!"

Qian Rouxuan looked up in disbelief at the speaker. She immediately stood up, mentally scrambling for words and suppressing her fear. She said defiantly, "Officer, you must have made a mistake! I haven’t done anything. Why are you arresting me?"

"No mistake. We’re arresting you!" Heizi was visibly thrilled, the joy evident in his eyes. This arrest operation had gone exceptionally smoothly: not only were two men caught red-handed, but even Qian Rouxuan’s little cousin had been apprehended. This was a textbook case of catching them red-handed, flawlessly executed!

Long Wu had managed to stage another hero-saving damsel act. This kid was either overly enthusiastic or deliberately dramatic—his arm had been slashed by the assailant’s blade. Although the injury wasn’t severe, there was plenty of blood, which made it look frightening.

It had scared Su Meng into a sobbing mess, leaving Heizi too embarrassed to expose the truth on the spot. He had to pinch Long Wu hard in warning not to overplay his act!

Hopefully, this time, Su Meng and Long Wu could resolve their misunderstandings and finally get together. Otherwise, as their buddy, Heizi would have to keep acting out scenes alongside them. It was exhausting, seriously!

Qian Rouxuan’s face turned pale as a sheet. She was guilty, but upon noticing the police officer seemed acquainted with Leng Mochen and Li Si, she still tried her luck: "I see now! You’re working with Leng Mochen, aren’t you? First, you brought out a fake paternity report, and now you’ve staged this. You’re trying to arrest me and cover it all up! Is that your plan?

Leng Mochen, what’s your motive? Are you only willing to acknowledge John after I’m dead? Fine, I’ll die then! Grandpa, look closely. This is the kind of descendant you have! I just hope you treat this child well!"

As she finished speaking, she pretended to rush outside. Of course, Qian Rouxuan had no intention of actually killing herself; she just wanted to take the chance to escape. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovelfire.net

Heizi moved quickly, executing a textbook takedown maneuver and snapping handcuffs onto her. Escape? She clearly underestimated them.

Heizi barked sternly, "Behave yourself! Let me tell you, you’re suspected in two kidnapping cases. Your accomplices have already confessed, including your little cousin. What else do you have to say?"

"Mommy! Mommy! Let go of my mommy!" John charged forward like a small bull. There was no way his mommy could be behind any of this. She was so kind and gentle—she couldn’t have done those things. Someone had framed her for sure!

He glared at the Leng Family with hate-filled eyes. It had to be them—they were the ones who had framed his mommy! (To be continued. If you enjoy this story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)