Chapter 2 — Real Child in a Fake Family

“Tomorrow, arrange a time and bring out the contract of the land in Hua Kien Quoc's name.” The butler nodded. Don't ask why. Hua Kien Quoc was still calling me "I call you" to someone else, completely unaware that the knife on his head had been placed. I lay on the babysitter's lap, watching all this. There is only one feeling in my heart: My father is really cruel. The kind of cruelty that leaves no trace. During a monthly party, he was here drinking, smiling, chatting. At the same time, he began to arrange the chess position in his mind. First, DNA testing confirmed the true bloodline of the three sons. Then follow the clues and investigate everyone who knows. Then— Then what? I do not know. But I know one thing. Co Dien Chau is not the type of person who will easily let go. He waited more than twenty years. That's not right, he hasn't been "waiting" for more than twenty years. But being blindsided for more than twenty years. This level of betrayal, if placed in the business world, is like a partner stealing the company, taking away all assets, and forcing dad to clap for him. I still have to focus on killing people. To Uyen Ninh not only did it, but also did it so tightly that not a drop of water could get through. Until I appeared. A system error. A system flaw. An information leak portal that should not exist. I feel like I should give myself a nickname. It's called a "walking eavesdropper". That's not right, even "knowing how to walk" doesn't count. I don't even know how to crawl. At most it can only be called a "silent eavesdropping device". After the month-long party ended, the guests left one by one. I was carried back to the baby room. The babysitter gave me milk, burped me, and then put me to bed. Just as he was about to turn off the light, the door was pushed open. Co Dien Chau walked in. He changed into comfortable clothes, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, and looked a lot more relaxed. But I knew he was not relaxing. He sat opposite the babysitter and told her: "You go out first, I'll stay with the boy for a while." The babysitter left. The door closes. There were only two of us left in the room. He looked at me. I looked at him. Silence for a long moment. Then he opened his mouth. "I know you can think, but I also know you can't control it." I didn't speak. I didn't know what to say. "You don't have to sing on purpose." He said, "It's so fake. A one-month-old baby can sing Little Swallow in a floral shirt. Normal people who hear it will find it strange." Me: ... Okay, it's revealed. He leaned against the back of the chair, clasping his hands together in front of his stomach: "I don't know why you have this information. I also don't know if you are... a normal child or not." He paused for a moment. “But what you told me—I have already started investigating.” I was tense inside. “The DNA comparison results will be out the day after tomorrow.” The day after tomorrow? So fast? "There's nothing that can't go fast in the Co family's affairs." He calmly said. Okay, having money is arbitrary. He stood up, walked to the baby's bed, and bowed his head to look at me. "If the results are as you say—" He didn't finish his sentence. But his eyes told me everything. It was a— Extreme, suppressed, destructive silence. Kind of the silence before the storm. I swallowed. Okay, saliva flows automatically, babies have no control. But that tension is real. He looked at me again for a moment, then reached out and gently touched my forehead. "Go to sleep." Then he turned off the light and walked out. I lay in the dark, glaring at the ceiling. Day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow is the day of judgment. If the DNA results are positive— Confirming that all three brothers are not Co Dien Chau's biological children— So what will happen next? I do not know. But there is one thing I am very sure about—“Perfect life” my mother To

Uyen Ninh, which had been painstakingly built for more than twenty years, was about to collapse like a house of cards. And the person who pushed down the first card was a child who couldn't even hold a bottle of milk. It's me. Co Niem An. Thirty days of birth. Achievement: Selling out my mother once. 【Chapter 4】 The day of the DNA results is Wednesday. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was very beautiful. I just woke up from a nap and the babysitter was changing my diaper. When Co Dien Chau walked in, he held a kraft paper envelope in his hand. His expression was very calm. Too calm. Unusually calm. He asked the nanny to take care of the baby outside, then sat down in the chair next to the infant's bed. Open the envelope. Inside are some papers. He looked at each sheet one by one. The expression on his face did not change. After reading it, he put the paper back in the envelope and placed it on the table. Then look at me. Silent. Silence for a full two minutes. I don't dare think of anything. Even children's music does not dare to sing.