These hands had once gently caressed Wang Jianhua. Now they struck his face without mercy. Wang Jianhua clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fury!

Not a single woman in this world could be trusted. One moment they claimed to love him deeply, willing to live and die for him. Once he believed them, they turned on him heartlessly, stabbing him in the back!

Liu Shan felt deceived, but wasn’t Wang Jianhua thinking the same? He too had been deceived by Liu Shan.

When he was dating Xia Ziyu, Liu Shan didn’t mind. When he got married, Liu Shan didn’t give up. If she didn’t mind then, why couldn’t she accept it now?

“You wretched woman, you’ve caused me such misery—”

His career, and his ambitions, were all destroyed by Liu Shan’s signed complaint letter. The only small consolation for Wang Jianhua was that Liu Shan’s actions had harmed herself as well, bringing her no benefit.

But that consolation was minimal; the bitterness remained overwhelming!

Liu Shan had no grand ambitions, but he carried the mission of revitalizing the Wang family. Their futures weren’t of equal weight.

Liu Shan sneered, “I caused you misery? Wang Jianhua, you deceived my feelings. I’ll make sure the rest of your life is miserable!”

Since life was already so terrible, she would fight Wang Jianhua to the bitter end. She would sabotage everything he tried to do. She wanted to see just how well Wang Jianhua could fare.

After making her threat, Liu Shan noticed someone standing behind Wang Jianhua and couldn’t help but laugh:

“Wang Jianhua, you’d better pull yourself together. After all, you still need to earn money to raise your son!”

With that, Liu Shan turned and left without a backward glance.

When Wang Jianhua turned around, his vision went dark.

It was the persistently haunting Xia Junbao, holding the child. The baby had been carefully tended to at the hospital for several days by Wang Jianhua’s former workplace. His wrinkled skin had smoothed out, and his cries had grown stronger.

Truthfully, with proper care, this male infant would surely become an endearing boy. After all, neither Xia Ziyu nor Wang Jianhua were unattractive, so their child couldn’t be too far off.

With the current family planning policy, having a son was considered a blessing!

If this child had been born to Wang Jianhua’s wife, even if he disliked his plain wife, he would have loved his son. But this child was born to Xia Ziyu, and because of this child, Liu Shan’s complaint letter destroyed his future!

Seeing Xia Junbao holding the child, Wang Jianhua’s expression darkened:

“Why are you here again? I won’t acknowledge this child. I’ve lost my job now, so you can’t threaten me anymore. Get lost!”

Xia Junbao appeared dazed, but his tongue remained sharp:

“Brother-in-law, this is your son. I can’t raise him. My sister’s dying wish was for me to give him to you. Even without a job, you must find a way to raise him. I must honor my sister’s words, or she won’t rest in peace. Brother-in-law, aren’t you afraid my sister will come back to haunt you at night?”

Wang Jianhua felt goosebumps rising.

He knew better than anyone that this was his son. If it weren’t his blood, the Du family wouldn’t allow their bloodline to be cast away.

Though he knew this, Wang Jianhua felt no love for his son, even blaming him for ruining his career.

With his career gone, he couldn’t afford to lose his wife too. He was no longer a promising young cadre but someone with a tainted record who’d been fired. If he divorced his current wife, he’d likely never find another father-in-law who was a bureau chief.

If he acknowledged this child, he couldn’t even keep his current wife. Wang Jianhua gritted his teeth:

“Xia Junbao, tell me honestly, did Du… did he send you to ruin me?”

Xia Junbao avoided answering, behaving like a human recording: “Brother-in-law, I can’t raise my nephew. You must raise him. Wherever you go, I’ll follow, until you agree to raise him.”

This was the selfish nature of the Xia family.

Xia Junbao was terrified of Du Chengrong.

The Du family was powerful enough to kill him at any time.

His sister Xia Ziyu had made Du Chengrong a cuckold, and Xia Junbao didn’t dare disobey Du’s orders.

As for whether this wronged Brother-in-law Wang… Xia Junbao couldn’t care less. After all, Wang Jianhua wasn’t innocent either. His sister was already married, yet Wang Jianhua still had relations with her – he deserved this.

Xia Junbao even rather hated Wang Jianhua.

He had finally managed to settle down in Hong Kong, being chauffeured to school daily, treated like the young master of a wealthy family, living a life he’d never dared dream of. Even someone as important as Brother-in-law Du spoke to him kindly—

Wang Jianhua’s life was destroyed overnight, but wasn’t his as well?

If not for Wang Jianhua’s affair with his sister, he’d still be Du’s brother-in-law.

His nephew would have been the young master of the Du family…

Fearing Du Chengrong’s anger might extend to him, Xia Junbao meticulously carried out Du’s instructions, secretly hoping that if he did well enough, Brother-in-law Du might take him back to Hong Kong.

He would do anything!

He wanted Du to see his dedication.

After being fired, Wang Jianhua couldn’t shake off this persistent teenager in Fujian Province.

This teenager had someone supporting him from behind.

When Wang Jianhua secretly bought a ticket back to Beijing, he discovered Xia Junbao sitting right beside him on the train, holding the baby and grinning:

“Brother-in-law, I can’t raise my nephew. My sister told you to take care of him…”

Wang Jianhua was driven to mental collapse by Xia Junbao.

Truthfully, Wang Jianhua hadn’t dreamed of Xia Ziyu at night but instead was haunted by images of Xia Junbao holding the child, and the phrase “Brother-in-law, I can’t raise my nephew.” Wang Jianhua was having a nervous breakdown!

It was Du Chengrong, that old bastard was taking revenge on him.

Wang Jianhua stumbled back to Beijing.

He first returned home and spilled everything to his father Wang Guangping, begging him to find a solution.

Wang Guangping broke the clothes-drying pole in his rage, while Ran Shuyu just held her son and cried:

“Jianhua was ruined by that little tramp Xia Ziyu. It’s that little tramp’s fault. What use is beating him? How do we solve this now?”

Wang Guangping threw down the broken pole.

“The little tramp is certainly trouble, but he was also foolish! That woman became the old Du’s mistress, busy enough trying to get money from the old man. How would she have time for rekindling old flames with this fool? She planned to ‘borrow seed’ from the beginning, but was discovered by old Du, who now wants revenge!”

How could he have such a stupid son?

Wang Guangping carefully examined Wang Jianhua’s features. If the facial structure hadn’t so closely resembled his own, he would have suspected his wife Ran Shuyu of adultery – how could someone this stupid be his son?

But the son was indeed his own.

Wang Guangping looked away in disappointment.

Wang Jianhua and Ran Shuyu were shocked and speechless. The concept of “borrowing seed” was too outrageous; even Wang Jianhua hadn’t thought of it.

He had always blamed Xia Ziyu for being careless and getting caught by Du Chengrong, never considering that her initial purpose was to borrow his seed!

“…Dad, what do we do now? Du wants to destroy me. Wherever I go, Xia Junbao follows with the child. He’s waiting outside the compound right now. Xia Junbao will haunt me for life!”