Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

Chapter 133 Depressed Young Master VS Ruthless CEO 17

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“You also have a half-brother, Yang Haoming. To Qin Zihao, also known as Chu Zhixiong, the happy family you cherish is nothing but a joke.”

Yang Haoming and Qi Ziming are only a few years apart in age, and Qi Ziming is even a few years younger than Yang Haoming. This alone is enough to make him collapse.

What happened next was no longer Sheng Yuan's concern.

Based on Qi Ziming's confession, Chu Zhixiong, also known as Qin Zihao, was immediately arrested.

Lu Qianyu received the news and called Sheng Yuan.

"Xiao Yuan, are you still at the police station? Are you alright? Qin Zihao was taken away by the police. What happened?" Lu Qianyu's tone was urgent.

"I'm fine. Qi Ziming confessed that he killed my mother and that it involved things from back then, so they arrested Qin Zihao."

"What does Qin Zihao have to do with what happened back then? I'll go check it out."

“He might be the ringleader of the human traffickers back then, but we still need evidence. Uncle Lu doesn’t like coming to the police station, so he can wait for me at home, okay?” Sheng Yuan coaxed him.

“I can go.” Lu Qianyu hesitated for a moment.

"Honey, if you feel unwell, don't come over. I'm fine. I want to drink Uncle Lu's soup, is that okay?"

Seeing that Sheng Yuan said this, Lu Qianyu also compromised, since he couldn't help much no matter where he went.

"Okay. I'll make the soup and wait for you to come back."

Sheng Yuan hung up the phone, and "Qin Zihao" arrived at the interrogation room.

"What are you doing? Don't you have any sense of reason?" He looked like he had been wronged.

"Chu Zhixiong, I never expected to see you again in this way!" Sheng Yuan greeted him calmly.

The man looked slightly disheveled, but retorted without hesitation, "I am Qin Zihao, not Chu Zhixiong!"

"Is that so?" Sheng Yuan asked casually.

The man immediately replied, "Of course!"

But he was proven wrong the very next second.

A woman's voice suddenly rang out throughout the interrogation room.

"I'm making a formal complaint. He's not my husband. He's locked my husband up, and he's threatening to kill him if I don't cooperate!" Qi Ru suddenly rushed in. "These are my husband's ID card and household registration book. He asked me to take them out, but I lied and said that I wasn't in charge of family matters and that I didn't know anything about them. Actually, I hid them."

Qi Ru spoke with trembling voice, her voice trembling with sobs.

The two police officers standing nearby were a little confused, but out of professional ethics, they took the documents from her hand and verified their authenticity.

The man broke out in a cold sweat.

"You should know that even without Qi Ru, it would be incredibly easy for the police to find out your identity." For a moment, only Sheng Yuan and this man remained in the interrogation room.

The man kept his head down and remained silent.

"Your two sons, one is in jail and the other is in the hospital, it's truly tragic!"

"What are you talking about? What son? I don't understand!"

"Really? Then how do you explain these two DNA test reports?" Sheng Yuan took out the DNA reports.

The man was quick to deny it: "You forged it, you forged it!"

He suddenly looked up and met Sheng Yuan's gaze. If Lu Qianyu were here, he would have seen the hidden blue in Sheng Yuan's eyes. Unfortunately, he wasn't there, so no one could observe Sheng Yuan's eyes up close.

Just then, the two policemen returned.

The police officer said seriously, "After professional testing, both DNA test reports are authentic and valid. Furthermore, the evidence provided by Qi Ru has been verified to be genuine."

"If you don't admit it, then please have Yang Haoming come and check it again."

"no need."

"So, Chu Zhixiong, can we continue our conversation now?" Sheng Yuan tapped his hand lightly on the table and asked Chu Zhixiong.

“I admit it. Yang Haoming is my son, but my son and I were separated many years ago. I only found him a couple of days ago. I haven’t told him yet, so he doesn’t know anything,” Chu Zhixiong said, bowing his head.

"So, did you orchestrate my mother's death?" Sheng Yuan was very dissatisfied with Chu Zhixiong's dishonesty and stared at him intently.

Chu Zhixiong raised his head and answered honestly, "No. I did want to kill her, and I even prepared to plant a bomb at the restaurant you booked for lunch because I hated her for making me run around everywhere and causing my wife and children to break up. But the explosion happened before you even went to the amusement park, and that's when I found out that it was my youngest son, Qi Ziming, who killed Hou Yushan. Anyway, as long as the goal was achieved, that's fine."

“My wife and I met in high school. We loved each other and were inseparable, but fate played a cruel joke on us. My wife fell ill and needed a lot of money, but the money came too slowly through legitimate channels, so I chose to take risks. I sold drugs and trafficked children, making a lot of money. Later, my wife's health improved, and she even gave birth to a son. But money breeds greed, and I kept some mistresses, but they were just for fun. I was only truly in love with my wife. Later, I was caught, but luckily they only found out about my human trafficking. To survive, I had to abandon them, give my son a good identity, and go on the run. But Yang Chengjin targeted my wife, and she died not long after. I hate them both so much!”

"Why is he an illegitimate son of the Yang family?" Sheng Yuan continued to manipulate him into telling the truth.

"Old Master Yang is a womanizer who has slept with countless women. How could he possibly remember who he slept with? All it takes is a forged DNA test report to make my wife and son live a wealthy life. Why not? I administered the sterilization drug to Old Master Yang. Only when he can no longer have a son will he treat my son well."

"Does Yang Haoming know about these things?"

“I know, I found him when he was fifteen, but he didn’t want to acknowledge me.”

"Is Yang Chengjin's death related to you?"

“I don’t know how he died. My health is already failing, and I don’t have much time left. I originally just wanted to come and see my son, but for some reason, the warehouse where I was staying exploded that day. I wasn’t in the warehouse at the time, and when I came back, I found that the warehouse was in ruins. In order to avoid retaliation, I left here and found a rich, foolish person to impersonate me.”

One last question: Where is Qin Zihao?

“He’s dead. I asked Qi Ru where his ID was, and she said only Qin Zihao knew. So I went to ask Qin Zihao, but he wouldn’t answer. I then used some special methods to force him to tell me, but he stubbornly refused to say anything, and I was stabbed to death.”

The answers to these questions left everyone silent; this was the truth all these years ago.

The rest is none of Shengyuan's business.

He chose to go home.

Upon returning home, Sheng Yuan went straight to the kitchen.

What came into view was Lu Qianyu preparing dinner in front of the stove.

The aroma was enticing, and the figures under the warm yellow light were particularly attractive from afar.

Lu Qianyu was looking at Tang when Sheng Yuan suddenly put his arm around his waist from behind. Lu Qianyu's body stiffened, and Sheng Yuan rested his head on Lu Qianyu's shoulder. The familiar scent made Lu Qianyu's body relax involuntarily.

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