"Isn't it because that slut was looking for trouble? She wanted to use the Murong family to protect her friends, but she didn't expect that she would bring trouble upon herself. I took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, fanning the flames from the side, causing your father to completely abandon that little slut in a fit of rage."
Deng Shuanghong said proudly.
"Mom is so smart. She just used a few tricks and she made Murong Junlin run around in circles."
Murong Xiongfeng gave her a thumbs up and complimented her.
Deng Shuanghong's face darkened and she said, "Shut up. How can you call your father?"
"Humph, mom, I'm not a kid anymore. Do you really think I don't know anything? I'm not Murong Junlin's biological son, right? My father's name is Song Wangting. He used to be the underground emperor of Hangzhou City. Because he didn't like the Murong Family, he was sent to prison by Murong Junlin. At that time, you were pregnant with me. You didn't want to lose everything, so you seduced Murong Junlin and wanted to take back everything my father had lost. Am I right? "
Murong Xiongfeng stared at Deng Shuanghong and observed the subtle changes on her face.
Deng Shuanghong's face changed dramatically. She looked at her son in disbelief and asked in shock, "Who … who told you that?"
"It seems that what I said is true."
Murong Xiongfeng looked disappointed and said self-mockingly, "I thought Song Wangting was lying to me. It turns out that it's true."
Deng Shuanghong was shocked. She opened her eyes wide and asked in a trembling voice, "He … he's out? No, that's impossible. He was sentenced to life imprisonment. How could he be out? "
"He's out. He was released on medical parole. He has a terminal illness and doesn't have many days to live."
Murong Xiongfeng said calmly with his eyelids drooping.
"No, that's not right. I was less than a month pregnant when he died. Even I didn't know that I was pregnant with his child. How could he know?"
Deng Shuanghong panicked and said blankly.
"He really didn't know. He knew that he didn't have long to live, but he was always thinking about you. So he came to Gusu as soon as he got out of prison. He wanted to see how you were doing. I happened to see him sneaking around our house that day. I thought he was a thief …"
Murong Xiongfeng said expressionlessly.
It turned out that Murong Xiongfeng had accidentally discovered that Song Wang Ting was peeping at Deng Shuanghong. Thus, he treated him as a thief and captured him. Then, he brutally beat him up and interrogated him. Unexpectedly, Song Wang Ting had an incurable disease. After just a few beatings, he started vomiting blood.
Although he was the Second Young Master of the Murong family, he was not the legitimate son of the Murong family. Therefore, he behaved like an obedient child in the Murong family. Afraid that killing someone would affect Murong Junlin's impression of him, he hurriedly sent Song Wangting to the hospital.
Unexpectedly, the hospital had just rescued the injured person from the traffic accident the day before, and the blood bank was running low on type B blood. They could only find someone to do a blood transfusion on the spot. As the person who sent Song Wangting to the hospital, Murong Xiongfeng also did a blood type test on the spot. Unexpectedly, his blood was type B, so he did a blood transfusion for Song Wangting.
Although Song Wangting was rescued, Murong Xiongfeng was still in a dilemma. He clearly remembered that Murong Junlin and Deng Shuanghong were both type O blood. According to the rules of blood inheritance, he should be type O blood. However, his blood became type B inexplicably. This made him doubt his identity for the first time.
As the Second Young Master of the Murong family, he had a bright future. If he was not Murong Junlin's biological son, how could he inherit the Murong family's business?
At that time, Murong Xiongfeng's mind was in a mess. He thought that he must have remembered his parents' blood type wrong. However, he did not dare to say it out loud. He was so depressed that he did not want to go home. Therefore, he stayed in the ward to take care of Song Wangting for a few days.
Perhaps it was because they were related by blood. The more he looked at Song Wangting, the more he felt close to him. When Song Wangting found out that he was the Second Young Master of the Murong family, he also wanted to know more about Deng Shuanghong. Therefore, the two of them hit it off. Not only did they become friends, but they also became friends despite the difference in age.
Although Song Wangting was in his twilight years and did not have many days left to live, he was still a formidable person. Whether it was in terms of foresight or the way he spoke, he was different from ordinary people. In addition, he still had the power of a tiger. Occasionally, he would emit a disdainful aura, which made Murong Xiongfeng fall in love with him. Murong Xiongfeng saw him as a good teacher and a helpful friend.
Under such circumstances, Song Wang Ting had no difficulty in getting information about the Murong Clan from Murong Xiong Feng. He had even managed to get Murong Xiong Feng's birthday out of him.
In this world, the people who understood you the most were not the people around you, but the enemies. Song Wangting saw Murong Junlin as his greatest enemy. Murong Junlin was also the enemy who had taken the woman he loved. He knew that he did not have long to live, so he naturally wanted to drag Murong Junlin to hell with him.
However, the Murong family was a powerful family. It was not something that a person with a terminal illness like him could easily deal with. Therefore, he had done a detailed investigation on Murong Junlin, including his blood type.
Deng Shuanghong was once the woman he deeply loved. Song Wangting naturally knew about her blood type. As a knowledgeable and cultured hooligan, he was very clear that it was impossible for a man and woman with type O blood to give birth to a child with type B blood.
Therefore, Song Wangting quickly made a bold guess based on Murong Xiongfeng's birthday. Murong Xiongfeng was most likely his son.
However, he knew that this was a serious matter, so he did not reveal it immediately. Instead, he secretly took Murong Xiongfeng's hair and did a paternity test.
When the results of the test were out, Song Wangting officially told Murong Xiongfeng his identity.
Murong Xiongfeng could not accept such a reality. He had a sliver of hope in his heart, so he tested Deng Shuanghong previously.
It had to be said that Song Wangting was a very charismatic person. Although Murong Xiongfeng did not want to face reality, he admired and respected his biological father. Subconsciously, he had a strong sense of rejection and disgust towards Murong Junlin, who always had a stern face. His heart was more inclined towards Song Wangting.
Of course, because of the naive imagination of a young man, he firmly believed that the reason why his mother gave herself to Murong Junlin was because she wanted to take back everything that his father had lost.
However, he and Song Wangting did not expect that after Deng Shuanghong knew what had happened, the first thing she thought about was not how to reunite with Song Wangting and his wife, but how to get rid of this possible variable without anyone knowing. She could not let Murong Xiongfeng's identity be exposed.
Deng Shuanghong was a very realistic person. She liked to enjoy life, but she liked to reap without sowing. She only wanted to rely on her beauty and tricks to get close to the strong. After Song Wangting was sent to prison, she immediately realized that this man, who was once powerful in the underground world of Hangzhou, was finished. Her extravagant life would also come to an end.
After weighing the pros and cons, she thought that since Murong Junlin could send Song Wangting to prison, it meant that he was much stronger than Song Wangting. This kind of man was worthy of her life.
Therefore, without knowing that she was pregnant, she left Hangzhou and came to Gusu. She successfully hooked up with Murong Junlin. All of this was for herself. She did not have the slightest thought of avenging Song Wangting.
Murong Xiongfeng's birth could be said to be the biggest source of danger in her heart. Once his identity was exposed, both of them would be doomed. If it was possible, she would rather abort this child and give birth to another one for Murong Junlin.
Unfortunately, when she was young, she did not know how to take care of her body. Once she aborted this child, it would be difficult for her to have another child in the future. In addition, Murong Junlin always thought that she was pregnant with his child. Therefore, she clenched her teeth and gave birth to Murong Xiongfeng.
All these years, she was treading on thin ice. She woke up from countless nightmares because she was afraid of the terrible consequences of Murong Xiongfeng's identity being exposed. She knew very well how ruthless Murong Junlin was.
Fortunately, Murong Junlin had always doted on her and never suspected Murong Xiongfeng's identity. Therefore, she had lived through all these years without any danger.
But she had always been a woman who was prepared for danger in times of peace. She knew that everything she had was attached to Murong Junlin. When she was old and Murong Junlin was tired of her, their lives would not be easy.
Therefore, she bet the glory and wealth of the second half of her life on her son, Murong Xiongfeng. She planned carefully for him and wanted this fake son to ascend to the throne of the Master of the Family.
Once it was successful, Murong Xiongfeng would be able to cultivate his own network and power with her help. At that time, even if his identity was exposed, Murong Junlin might not be able to do anything to them.
It was a pity that although she was the mistress of the Murong Family, she was just a scheming and vicious woman. She had no idea what kind of background the Murong Family had. She also did not know that the Murong Family's Ocean Suppressing Needle was a terrifying expert. In her mind, Murong Zhaixing was a reclusive old man.
If she had known all this, perhaps she would not have been so naive to think that as long as Murong Xiongfeng could become the Master of the Family, he could do whatever he wanted.
It had to be said that although Murong Junlin doted on her a lot, he did not have the right to pass the Master of the Family to anyone.
The rich and noble families were thousands of years old. The succession of the Master of the Family had a set of extremely strict procedures and regulations. It was not up to the Master of the Family alone. Only the outstanding disciples who could pass the strict test and examination of the Elders of the Family were qualified to inherit the Master of the Family.
This was probably the biggest irony of her miscalculation of the situation. She thought that everything was under her control. She was ignorant and stupid, pitiful and sad.
"This girl Yanran is a little interesting. She has backbone and is tough. I like her."
"Come to think of it, Murong Junlin is really cruel. Seeing that girl so sad, I feel a little sad."
"Is Murong Junlin really deceived by that vixen, or does he have other ideas?"
"Who knows? We only care about the big things of the family. We don't care about his small things. After Murong Junlin became the Master, he did a good job."
"Although we don't care about small things, as the Master of the Murong Family, if he is really deceived by a woman, isn't he too useless?"
"Haha, Murong Junlin's ability has passed our test. I think he knows what he is doing. Maybe he thinks highly of the girl, so he wants to train her willpower."
"Yes, it is very possible. He knows that. Anyway, Zhaixing is protecting her. If that mad dog from the Sacred Lady Tribe really dares to touch the girl he thinks highly of, hehe …"
"That's true. Our Murong Family's skills are a little special. Without an iron will, there is no way to get started. I think Murong Junlin thinks highly of the girl and is using a strong medicine."
"To achieve great things, one does not care about trifles. For the sake of the Family for generations to come, it is not strange to take an unconventional approach. Back then, didn't we do the same?"
In a hidden basement of the Murong Clan were around a dozen old men with white beards and hair. They sat upright and still as they watched the huge screen that occupied the entire wall. They continuously discussed among themselves.
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