Chapter 7 — Real Child in a Fake Family

“Say what you want to say.” Co Dien Chau's voice was extremely gentle, as gentle as coaxing a child who made a mistake to admit his mistake, "Before I open this envelope, is there anything you want to tell the children?" The whole dining room fell into deathly silence. Co Thua Trach and Co Thua Hien looked at each other, their faces full of confusion. Co Thua Vien frowned, her eyes glanced back and forth between her parents. To Uyen Ninh sat there. Her lips trembled. The rim of the eye turns red. But she didn't say. One second. Five seconds. Ten seconds. Silent. Co Dien Chau gave her enough time. Then he nodded. “Okay.” He picked up the envelope. Open up. Withdraw report. Total of three copies. He placed the first copy in front of Co Thua Vien. "Co Thua Vien and Co Dien Chau—excluding blood relations." Co Thua Vien's pupils suddenly shrank. The second copy was placed in front of Co Thua Trach. "Co Thua Trach and Co Dien Chau—excluding blood relations." The chopsticks in Co Thua Trach's hand fell. The third copy was placed in front of Co Thua Hien. "Co Thua Hien and Co Dien Chau—excluding blood relations." The sixteen-year-old boy was stunned on the spot, looking at the words on the paper as if he were looking at a foreign language he didn't understand at all. Then the three people raised their heads at the same time— Looking towards To Uyen Ninh. To Uyen Ninh closed her eyes. Two lines of tears flowed down. But she didn't say a word. The dining room was so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the wall clock. One hour. Two hours. Three hours. Then Co Thua Vien suddenly stood up, his chair fell back, hitting the floor. "What does this mean?" His voice trembled. Don't tremble with fear. It was trembling when his entire worldview was torn apart. "Dad—" He looked at Co Dien Chau, "Is there a mistake? Did the test have an error, right?" Co Dien Chau looked at him. Don't say. There was no longer any warmth in those eyes. “Mom!” Co Thua Vien turned to To Uyen Ninh, almost screaming, "Mom, tell me!" To Uyen Ninh opened her eyes. Tears filled my face. She opened her mouth, her voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible: "Thua Vien... sorry." Three words. Light. But it fell on the table like a bomb. Co Thua Vien's face turned from red to white, then from white to gray. He took a step back. Take another step back. He bumped into a chair that fell on the ground and staggered. Co Thua Trach was stunned, his mouth opened, as if someone pressed the pause button. Co Thua Hien—a sixteen-year-old child—his eyes immediately turned red, but he bit his lips and didn't cry out loud. I lay on the vibrating chair, watching all this. This is the Asura field. The real Asura Colony. No arguing, no fighting. It's the moment the foundation of a family is uprooted. Co Dien Chau sat in the main chair, the food in front of him had not touched a bite. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of water. Then put the cup down. Standing up. "I can't eat this meal." He adjusted his sleeve. "Tomorrow the lawyer will come, you guys go confirm your relationship with... your biological father." He paused for a moment. "I will take back the Co family's belongings." Having finished speaking, he turned and left. Steady steps. The back is straight. There was not a trace of hesitation. In the dining room, there were only To Uyen Ninh's cries and the broken breaths of the three "sons". My babysitter quickly came and picked me up and went out. As I was about to walk out the door, I turned my head to look. Co Thua Vien sat on the ground. Co Thua Trach is pounding the table. Co Thua Hien is in tears. To Uyen Ninh buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking violently. That delicate makeup layer was smudged. Tears mixed with foundation, flowing down in streaks. Very difficult. Very nice. But I don't have much sympathy in my heart. Because— All of this was caused by you. When given a choice of more than twenty

last year, you should think about today. It's just that she thinks—no one will ever know. But in the world there is no wall that does not leak air. Especially when inside this wall there is a child whose voice can be heard by others. I was carried back to the baby room. The nanny closed the door, separating me from the outside world. But the cries, the arguments, the sounds of breaking things— The whole night was non-stop. This family. As of tonight. It's different. 【Chapter 9】 In the following days, the Co family's house turned into an ice cellar. To Uyen Ninh moved out of the master bedroom. No one chased her away, she left on her own. She moved to the guest room on the third floor, keeping the door closed all day. Even when eating, I don't go out. The maid brought the food to the door, waited half a day and then brought it back, basically untouched. The three "older brothers" also had their own reactions. Co Thua Vien was the first to collapse, and also the first to calm down. After a night of violent anger, the next morning he made an appointment with a lawyer. Not to help To Uyen Ninh, but to help herself. He wants to confirm who his real father is. Want to confirm whether I still have the right to inherit the Co family or not. The answer is of course no. He is very clear.