The Secret Realm of Time, His and Her Life Through the Changes

At dinner, everyone tacitly remained silent, and no one mentioned the unpleasant things.

Chu Yiming, who is usually very talkative, was now silently eating with his head down, hardly saying a word.

At the dinner table, everyone seemed lost in their own thoughts, creating a slightly heavy and silent atmosphere. However, this tacit silence offered a temporary respite for everyone's minds, allowing them to escape their troubles.

Chu Fanqing put down her chopsticks and asked Shang Yibo, who was standing to the side, "If you're done eating, come with me to the study."

"If you've finished eating, go to the study first, so Yibo can finish his meal properly," Fang Xichen said with a hint of reproach.

"I'm done eating."

Shang Yibo stood up and followed Chu Fanqing to the study on the second floor.

Fang Xichen watched the father and son's retreating figures, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Two years later, the father and son were once again in the study, facing each other and continuing the conversation they had had two years ago.

Chu Fanqing spoke with difficulty: "Yibo, you really want to know about your biological father?"

"Dad, I want to know where I came from," Shang Yibo said dryly.

"I never intended to hide it from you. We agreed that we would do it after you came of age and were able to distinguish right from wrong..."

Shang Yibo frowned and interrupted Chu Fanqing: "No need for preamble, I just want to know what kind of biological father I have, that's all."

Just as Chu Fanqing was about to lash out, Fang Xichen knocked lightly on the door and, without waiting for a response, pushed the door open and walked in carrying a tray.

She placed two cups of tea in front of the father and son sitting opposite each other and said softly, "Speak properly, don't be disrespectful to your elders, and don't be disrespectful to your elders either."

She suddenly reminded both of them.

The father and son both fell silent until Fang Xichen walked out of the study.

After a long pause, Chu Fanqing spoke again, this time choosing to get straight to the point: "Your biological father is Yin Bei, a very outstanding person."

Shang Yibo sat quietly, waiting for Chu Fanqing to continue.

"Yin Bei was an outstanding student from Tsinghua and Peking Universities, and chose to stay on as a teacher after graduation. He was exceptionally talented, possessing not only profound academic attainments but also unique insights and reflections. His classes were always lively and interesting, full of classical references, captivating his students. His handsome appearance was also unforgettable; his tall and upright figure, handsome features, and unique scholarly air made him stand out from the crowd."

During his time at Tsinghua and Peking Universities, Yin Bei's name almost became synonymous with talent and good looks. He was not only a role model for students, but also the prince charming in the hearts of many girls.

Back then, your mother, Shang Yuchen, and I were studying at Tsinghua and Peking Universities.

When Yu Chen was a senior, Yin Bei became the youngest lecturer in her department.

After the graduation party, Yu Chen got together with Yin Bei, and it was after that that you came into the picture.

At that time, Yin Bei was unaware that you were pregnant. He was about to go to the United States as an exchange scholar and was preparing for his research project. In order not to affect Yin Bei's future, Yu Chen decided to keep the pregnancy a secret.

At that time, Yu Chen had already been admitted to the graduate program at the same university, but for your sake, she decided to suspend her studies.

Not long after, your maternal grandfather found out and planned to go to the school to find out what was going on from the school committee.

Yu Chen was worried that this would affect Yin Beigong's plans to go abroad, so she had a big argument with your maternal grandfather, which resulted in your maternal grandfather suffering a stroke and collapsing.

Yu Chen begged me to help her, so I had no choice but to lie to your grandfather and say that the child was mine. That's how Yu Chen and I got married.

Yin Bei went abroad the year you were born.

"Uh, I know, he's just a jerk." Shang Yibo interjected with a self-deprecating remark, "My mom doesn't want me, my dad's a jerk, haha, what bizarre blood I have, and these disgusting genes."

The father and son were so engrossed in their conversation that neither of them noticed Chu Fanyan carrying a plate of fruit into the study.

"Don't say that, Miss. What did she do wrong?"

Chu Fanyan slammed the fruit plate down heavily on the coffee table with a loud bang.

She stood in front of the father and son and said angrily, "It's all because of that unethical teacher that the young lady lost her reputation and President Shang lost his life."

"Sister Yan, what are you saying!" Chu Fanqing interrupted, "You can leave now, I still have something to say to Yibo."

"Why can't I say it? I've wanted to tell Yibo for a long time, but I've held back until today because you always make excuses to avoid me."

Chu Fanyan, who is usually honest and unassuming, can also be surprisingly explosive when provoked.

"Mr. Shang and Miss are such good people, and that bastard ruined them. I wish I could bite that bastard to death." She continued speaking without regard for anything else. "Miss is still protecting him. How foolish of her."

Chu Fanqing pulled out a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table, lit it, shook his head, and sighed softly: "If you want to say it, then say it. Whether it's good or bad, Yibo is an adult now. He has the right to know the truth. Let him make his own judgment."

Chu Fanyan glared at Chu Fanqing and sat down next to Shang Yibo.

When asked to speak, she simply sat there with her head down, remaining silent.

Shang Yibo: "Aunt Yan, you can say whatever you want, I'm fine."

As if encouraged, Chu Fanyan looked up, her face filled with sorrow.

“Yibo, I’ve been holding this in for a long time. Yin Bei is your biological father, but he’s really a bad guy. Don’t blame Aunt Yan for scolding him.”

Chu Fanyan stared blankly ahead, her eyes vacant, her thoughts filled with memories of the past...

"Mr. Shang, Miss's health doesn't seem quite right."

Chu Fanyan entered the study and placed a teacup on the desk. She then spoke to Shang Xiaolian, who was sitting behind the desk reading documents.

Shang Xiaolian looked up and saw Chu Fanyan through the reading glasses. He asked with concern, "Is Yu Chen catching a cold? I've noticed he hasn't had much of an appetite these past few days. Could you ask the kitchen to make some of her favorite dishes?"

“President Shang,” Chu Fanyan said, standing still.

"Huh? Is there anything else?"

Chu Fanyan hesitated and said, "Miss seems to be pregnant."

"What?" Shang Xiaolian was taken aback. He took off his reading glasses and stood up.

"This, this is impossible. Yu Chen would never do such a thing. Don't talk nonsense," Shang Xiaolian couldn't help but rebuke.

Chu Fanyan had never seen Shang Xiaolian like this before. She couldn't help but take a step back and said, "President Shang, I can't be mistaken. I want to tell you as soon as possible that there is still time to resolve this."

"This is outrageous. She goes to school every day and still manages to do something like this. I've spoiled her rotten. Go and call Yu Chen over. I want to ask her about this in person."

Shang Xiaolian paced back and forth in the room like a trapped beast.

Just as Chu Fanyan was about to leave, Shang Xiaolian stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll go find him myself."

He walked to the door, then stopped.

The thought crossed my mind: "As a father, should I directly ask my daughter if she's pregnant?"

“Sigh,” Shang Xiaolian sighed, turned around and walked back, “If only Yu Chen’s mother were better, this wouldn’t have happened.”

"Ah Yan, go prepare dinner and invite Yu Chen to the dining room to eat together," Shang Xiaolian instructed. "You go ahead and get busy; I still have some documents to review."

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