70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Having said that, Li Mingjue no longer concealed the truth.

"Dad, stop talking nonsense. I have witnesses to prove that number nine is my second brother Li Mingxiu. The one in the hospital is fake. It was Luo Yu who used the face-changing Gu to swap my second brother's face. Number nine is the real Li Mingxiu, my biological brother."

"Hey, Boss, I know you can't accept it, but the fact is this. Number Nine is Luo Yu who was burned, and Li Mingxiu in the hospital is your second brother. You can't slander your third brother Luo Yu just to cover up the scandal of your second brother."

Li Boyang said with red eyes, and looked at Lu Chaoyan, "Call out number nine, and I will prove it to you."

Lu Chaoyan turned around and looked at Qian Hongmin, "Bring out number nine."

"Yes."

Qian Hongmin did not expect that Li Boyang would be such a cruel person.

He would rather destroy his grandchildren and great-grandchildren than save an illegitimate child with bad character.

He brought Number Nine out, and the people outside gasped when they saw Number Nine covered with burn scars.

"I heard that Luo Yu was burned to death by the fire. This must be Luo Yu."

"No wonder the old man of the Li family would rather die than acknowledge his son. If he was burned like this, I would have to acknowledge him and take good care of him."

Li Boyang cried and hugged No. 9, "My poor child, I am sorry for making you suffer."

Then he said to Qian Hongmin, "Please bring me a chair."

Qian Hongmin had already moved out a chair and he helped No. 9 sit down.

Number Nine's eyes were dull, but his heart was full of ridicule.

Is this his father?

Does he know that by saying this, his sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren will not be able to hold their heads up high?

Sadness surged from his heart and spread to every part of his body. In that case, he would do his best as an undercover agent, catch Luo Yu and the people behind him, and clear himself of the grievances.

Li Boyang walked forward, took off his number nine shirt, and looked at his upper body which was also covered with burn scars. Tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Oh, my poor son."

His hand started from No. 9's head, slowly moved to the back of his head, and then to his shoulder blades.

Still sobbing, "My son, why were you burned like this?"

The spectators, those with shallow eye sockets, also started crying.

"It's so pitiful. If my son was burned like this, I would die."

"Luo Yu looked so good back then. I didn't expect him to be burned like this. He is actually still alive."

Li Boyang pointed at the depression behind No. 9's shoulder blade.

"When Luo Yu was a child, Mingxuan broke his shoulder blade. The wound healed, but a hole was left here. All our neighbors know about it. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask."

These words stunned Li Mingjue. He looked at Lu Chaoyan. Was he mistaken?

Leng Cunyi and the others had always believed that Lu Chaoyan said that Li Mingxiu was Luo Yu in order to cover up the affair between Li Mingxiu and Pei Huaijin so that her husband and children would have a good reputation.

So, after hearing what Li Boyang said, he believed that the person in front of him was Luo Yu, and the person in the hospital was the real Li Mingxiu.

Li Bo looked up at Lu Chaoyan and said, "Chaoyan, where did you find your uncle? I didn't have the courage to recognize him back then. Now that he's still alive, I can't mistreat him anymore. The Li family's burn ointment is the best in the world and will definitely heal his injuries. Let me take him back and take care of him."

Lu Chaoyan's eyes were slightly cold, and she pulled No. 9 into the house.

"This is just your one-sided statement. I don't believe it."

"But he is your third uncle Luo Yu."

Li Boyang anxiously grabbed Luo Yu's arm and said, "Please don't let him be a shield for your father-in-law!"

Someone shouted again in the crowded crowd.

"Hey, woman, you want to let a stranger be your father-in-law in order to deny your own father-in-law. Could it be that your man is not Li Mingxiu's son?"

"I heard that Luo Yu was also chasing Mu Bangning back then. Could it be that the two of them were having an affair?"

When No. 9 heard these two sentences, he was so angry that he wanted to turn around and refute.

Let Lu Chaoyan hold him tightly.

There are so many people outside, there must be Luo Yu's people inside. We must not let them find out that No. 9 can see and hear.

Immediately, he thought about it and gave the two people who were talking a concentrated pill made of tetanus bacteria.

At this time, one of them said, "Whether this is Luo Yu or the real Li Mingxiu, he is Li Boyang's son. No one has the right to stop him from bringing his son home."

Another person said, "Right, right, Lu Chaoyan, you are still embroiled in a lawsuit, let him go!"

Number Nine understood Lu Chaoyan’s worry, and he winked at her.

Let me go with him. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Lu Chaoyan let go of Number Nine and glanced at Li Boyang coldly.

"Old man, if you want to take him away, you can do so in exchange for your sincerity!"

Li Bo raised his head and pulled No. 9, "Alas, kid, you are trying every possible way to get that little property. Well, I will take care of your uncle first. When I transfer the old house, I will send it all to you along with my coffin book."

After he finished speaking, someone in the crowd started criticizing him again.

"Oh, how can there be such a granddaughter-in-law, thinking about her grandfather's coffin book."

"You don't know, this is the grandson and granddaughter-in-law that the Li family found outside. They came from the mountains. There is only that kind of thing in their eyes."

Lu Chaoyan sneered and turned to the side, revealing Mu Lao's face.

Even though Mr. Mu is eighty years old, and even though he has been suffering from dementia for more than ten years, his aura and majesty are still there.

He held a red booklet in his hand and stared at Li Boyang.

"What she wants is...the dowry I prepared for my daughter."

One sentence stunned the whole audience.

At this time, another person walked out of the crowd, holding a thicker red booklet in his hand.

He first bowed to Mr. Mu, then looked at Li Boyang calmly.

"Mr. Li, my father and uncles once said that if you want to take on a concubine, you have to divorce my aunt. Now that you have taken on a concubine, please return my aunt's dowry intact."

The person who spoke was Shu Bingqian, the father of Shu Shizan. He came to No. 9, wearing a dark blue suit, very simple.

But the Shu family is a scholarly family with a history of hundreds of years, and wherever he stands, he exudes the noble and dignified bearing of a scholar.

There are still two boxes of gold, silver, and jewels left in Luan Shuzi's room. They are all Shu Youjun's good things. If they are taken away, what will their family eat and drink in the future?

She jumped out and yelled, "My second brother handed over all his property back then, so where is the family property?"

Shu Bingqian opened the old red booklet in his hand, which was filled with countless valuable things.

"When my aunt married into the Li family, it was a huge wedding. I don't believe that the Li family has donated everything. Let's go to the Li family's old house and look for it."

Li Bo's face was as cold as ice. Not to mention whether the country would punish him for not handing over his private property.

The things he left behind were all top-quality items. Asking him to hand them over would be like digging out his heart and taking his life.

But that person holds the fatal handle on him. Once it is made public, the Li family, young and old, will be finished.