"Yuchuan, the man in the wheelchair... we always thought it was your father's man, but in fact he was not your father."
Tong Hua spoke softly, and as she spoke, she lowered her eyes, "He is not called Lu Chengguang either."
I dare not observe his expression, for fear that he would not be able to withstand such a blow.
Lu Yuchuan's cold and god-like face was full of surprise, and his voice was a little harsh, "Are you sure?"
"Your mom has always disliked you because she has always mistakenly thought that you are the son of the man in the wheelchair."
Tong Hua was in a very serious mood. She mustered up the courage to raise her eyes, "Sorry, I did a paternity test without hiding it from you. You are not related by blood."
So, when his wife told Han Yunzhi this news, Han Yunzhi began to change his attitude towards him?
Lu Yuchuan guessed, and he smiled bitterly.
"Yuchuan..." Tong Hua felt very sad when he saw him like this.
Lu Yuchuan interrupted softly, "She slept with other men herself and took her anger on me? Is that what she meant?"
He looked at his wife, and his seemingly calm words were like a knife that cut Tong Hua's heart.
Because he couldn't accept it, because he would be sad, she would be sad, and the truth was cruel, but he had the right to know.
"Yuchuan..."
"Where is my dad?" Lu Yuchuan had many questions, "Does my grandfather know about this?"
"Grandpa doesn't know."
She whispered, "I'm afraid my grandfather can't bear it, so I don't plan to tell him before I find your father."
"Where is my dad?" This is a question that Lu Yuchuan is currently very confused and wants to know the answer.
Facing Yuchuan's tearful gaze, you can feel the fear of losing your father.
Seeing the corners of his mouth twitching gently, Tong Hua held his hand tightly, "Yuchuan, we are still looking for it. Your father may still be alive."
"It's possible..." Lu Yuchuan's heart suddenly thrust. How slim is this possibility?
It has been 20 years... Such a tragic car accident happened, and it is obvious that someone will kill him.
She said, could dad be alive?
Is this possibility one in tens of millions?
Lu Yuchuan was not afraid or stinging, but he used almost all his reason to force his calmness to suppress it, making him look calmer.
"Tell me everything you know...." He looked up at her, tears rolling down his cheeks.
He was very sad and sad to know the reason why he was not favored by his mother for so many years.
Even if he is Zhang Liqiang's son, what qualifications does Han Yunzhi have to treat him like this?
She is the one who committed the evil.
Tong Hua reached out and hugged him gently. Lu Yuchuan tried hard to control his emotions and put his chin on her shoulders.
He comforted him silently for a while, and then Tong Hua told him everything he had recently started to investigate.
Including the photos she went to Zhang Gao’s house today and the photos she saw were followed.
Tong Hua sent the content of the essay taken in his study today on his mobile phone to his WeChat.
When Lu Yuchuan listened to her story, he learned that she had done so much for him silently, and he was extremely moved, "Don't act alone in the future, I'm worried about you."
"I called Xiaolong and Xiaohu."
"Then I'm worried, too."
“…”
Lu Yuchuan's mood is extremely complicated today.
There are worries about my mother, concerns about my father, anger towards Zhang Liqiang, determination to clear the fog of the past, and debts to Huahua...
He ignored her so much these days, and he didn't notice what she was doing.