Who in the Si family doesn't know that Si Chengye is the old lady's heart and her favorite son. Because of him, the old lady and the master often quarrel. Everyone knows that she is partial to him. But now, the old lady actually In front of so many of them, saying that Si Chengye is not his son?
This...it is no exaggeration to say that the world is turned upside down.
"Mom, what are you talking nonsense about? You said it wrong, you are talking about Si Yao now!" After recovering from the commotion, Si Chengye hurriedly said to the old lady, "You said it wrong, it is Si Yao, not Si Chengye! Si Chengye is me, I am your son! Your son!"
Pointing to his nose, he opened his mouth wide to match the shape of his lips, as if he was afraid that the old lady could not see clearly, so he explained to her word by word.
Seeing him gesticulating, the old lady stared at the face that she had loved for many years, feeling sad in her heart, "Chengye, I don't want to talk about this, but you have to say it. You are right, the blood of the Si family is We can't mess up, and I can't let the ancestors of the Si family down. If I really do what you said today, then I will never have the face to see your father in the future."
If Si Chengye still had some illusions just now, now his dreams were shattered. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body felt cold from head to toe.
He opened his eyes wide, looked at his mother in disbelief, and took two steps back, "No, no, you are not my mother, you are definitely not my mother! Who are you, who are you, and why are you pretending to be my mother? Where did you hide my mother, where did you hide it!"
Suddenly he rushed forward, holding the old lady's shoulders with both hands and shaking her desperately.
No one expected that he would have such a violent reaction. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Chengye, don't be like this, the old lady will not be able to bear it!"
"Si Chengye, what are you doing! Let go of mom!" Si Conongrong on the side also hurriedly pulled.
At first, everyone didn't react, but after they reacted, they helped to pull him apart. Si Chengye was held down by his arms on both sides. He was panting, his face turned red, and he was still repeating , "You are not my mother, you are not my mother..."
The old lady had tears in her eyes. Although she was trembling, the love in her eyes could not be erased.
After all, the child she had cherished for thirty years suddenly found out that he was not her biological child, and she couldn't accept it. She fainted several times at that time.
It would be a thousand arrows to pierce her heart to tell this matter now, but no matter what she did, she couldn't lie.
Although Chengye has a crooked mind, one thing is right. The Si family's property should be managed by the Si family and cannot fall into the hands of outsiders. No matter how partial she is, it is still the Si family's heart.
"No, it won't, that appraisal report is fake, it's fake!" He seemed to remember something, turned around and saw other clansmen passing around those appraisal reports, and said like crazy.
"This appraisal report is not just for you. It includes mom and I, mom and Si Yao, Si Yao and I, and of course... you!" The speaker was Si Conongrong. She supported Mrs. Si and looked at it. He looked at him and said, "All of us have proved that we are related by blood, but you are not related to us at all."
If Mrs. Si's words were like a thunderbolt hitting his head, then Si Congrong's words were like five thunderbolts.
He looked at Si Congrong's lips opening and closing, and seemed to hear a lot, but also seemed to hear nothing, "You, you all colluded to harm me, you all colluded! I don't believe it, I don't believe a word of it! "
Then, without knowing where the strength came from, he suddenly broke free from those people, rushed towards the old lady Si, knelt at her feet, hugged her legs with both hands and said, "Mom, how could you do this to me! You Don�t you love me the most? Why did you follow those people to frame me? Did you get forced? Did Si Yao threaten you? Was he threatening you? Tell me, so many clan elders are here, you Speak up, and everyone will uphold justice for us!"
Pointing a finger at Si Yao, he said anxiously.
He didn't believe this fact at all. He felt that this must be a conspiracy, a conspiracy that had been planned for a long time, just waiting to harm him today.
"I also hope that this is all a lie. I also hope that I was forced and everything is not true!" Looking down at him, he slowly bent down and reached out to touch his cheek, stroking it gently. "But Chengye, you are really not my biological son."
When she said these few words, big tears fell down, and she was extremely sad.
She had given birth to five sons in her life, and in the end, only this one stayed by her side, pampering and growing up in every possible way, but when everyone was about to die, she told her that this son was not her own.
At that time, she didn't believe it either, but the appraisal report was true, and there were so many copies, comparing each other, it couldn't be that everyone was not related to him by blood, so she sent someone to investigate and found out that when he was a baby, It is no longer her biological child.
The old lady had been in pain for many days, and she held back that she couldn't speak to anyone. Every day, she saw Si Chengye happily tossing about how to frame Si Yao, how to pull him down from the position of the ruler, how many times she wanted to speak out and tried again. end.
She wanted to speak out, but she was afraid of hurting him, and once she said it, there was no room for redemption.
Therefore, she has been persuading him not to frame Si Yao, to leave a way out, and to stop this matter in time, but he didn't listen, and the situation has continued until now, which is difficult to end!
In front of many clansmen, it is impossible for her to say that Si Yao is not her own grandson. If so, she will not be able to pass her own test, let alone shameless seeing the old man in the underground. JrNovels.com