On the way back, Zhou Yu's emotions remained unsettled.

He kept telling himself that the woman was probably crazy and that he couldn't believe a word she said. But those words swirled in his mind like a curse, refusing to leave.

If what she said is true, why did her mother never mention her biological father when she was alive? And why did that so-called biological father never show up?

But if she's lying, then what is her purpose in doing so?

Zhou Yu's thoughts became increasingly chaotic. He originally wanted to go straight back to the Zhou family and ask his father for clarification, but he was afraid that his father would scold him for believing the words of a stranger.

After much deliberation, Zhou Yu finally decided to go home and check on things first.

The driver took him back to the Zhou family home. Zhou Yu was determined to find out the truth of the matter, so he went straight to Zhou Zhengwen's study on the second floor.

Upon seeing this, the maid quickly said, "Young Master, the Master is not here and will not be back until tonight."

not there?

Zhou Yu's eyes darkened, and he said, "It's nothing. I just came back to get something. You go ahead and do your work."

The servant responded and then withdrew.

Zhou Yu returned to his room, where everything was exactly the same as before he left.

He took a box out of the cabinet. It was a gift from his mother when he was a child. Inside were photos of him from childhood to adulthood and some precious keepsakes.

Zhou Yu opened the box, looked at the photos inside, and his thoughts drifted back to the past.

He recalled the moments he shared with his mother when she was alive, and the love and care she gave him, and a strong emotion welled up in his heart.

If what that woman said is true, then hasn't my mother been deceiving herself all along?

Zhou Yu dared not think any further. He felt he needed to calm down and think carefully about what to do next.

At this moment, Zhou Ze walked out of the room, his brows furrowed and his eyes revealing a hint of displeasure.

The servant hurriedly reported that Zhou Yu had returned. Upon hearing this, Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He actually dared to come back?

"He came back alone?"

"Yes, it seems the young master needs to speak with the master, and he's alone in his room now," the maid replied cautiously.

Anger rose quietly in Zhou Ze's heart. Zhou Yu, how dare you step into this house?

He casually made up an excuse to send the servant away, and then went straight to Zhou Yu's room on the second floor.

As soon as he entered, he saw Zhou Yu carefully arranging a box. Inside the box were the belongings of Ji Siyao—the woman he had called "Mom" for many years!

An indescribable anger surged into Zhou Ze's heart, and his eyes blazed with fury.

The woman he had called "Mom" for so many years turned out to be not his biological mother, but a vicious woman with a heart of stone!

He could no longer suppress his anger, and strode up to Zhou Yu, his voice icy as he mocked:

"Why did you come back? Did Xu Xinran leave you?"

Zhou Yu ignored Zhou Ze's provocation and silently sorted through his mother's belongings.

Seeing this, Zhou Ze's anger erupted like a volcano. He rushed forward, snatched the photo frame from Zhou Yu's hand, and slammed it to the ground, then stomped on it in frustration.

With a "crack," the photo frame shattered in two, and Zhou Yu's face instantly turned ashen.

He shoved Zhou Ze aside and roared, "What are you doing?!"

Zhou Yu quickly squatted down, picked up the pieces of the photo frame, and carefully took out the photo inside.

The mother in the photo is smiling gently, as if she is expressing endless longing.

"It's just a broken photo, why is it so precious? The person is dead, it's just a piece of waste paper!" Zhou Ze sneered from the side.

Zhou Yu stood up, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Zhou Ze.

Although Zhou Ze in his previous life was cunning and treacherous, he had never trampled on his deceased mother's belongings like this.

"Can you say that again!"

Zhou Ze pretended not to hear, and then threw the box of relics into the trash can next to him as if it were garbage.

At this moment, Zhou Yu's anger completely erupted. He suddenly threw a punch at Zhou Ze's face, the force of which almost made Zhou Ze lose his balance.

"Zhou Yu, you hit me again?!"

Zhou Ze covered his bleeding nose and shouted in disbelief. His face instantly turned ashen, and his eyes flashed with a ruthless light, no longer concealed.

Zhou Yu glared at Zhou Ze and warned him sternly:

"Who gave you permission to touch my things? You deserve to be hit! If you dare touch them again, I won't hold back!"

Zhou Ze gritted his teeth, his heart filled with surging hatred.

He wanted to tell Zhou Yu the truth in one go and let him know how despicable he was, but just then, he heard the maid's voice downstairs. It was Zhou Zhengwen who had returned!

Remembering Zhou Zhengwen's earlier warning, Zhou Ze swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He glared at Zhou Yu, then turned and left, not daring to linger.

Watching Zhou Ze's departing figure, Zhou Yu frowned, filled with doubt and anger.

He continued sorting through his mother's belongings, hoping to find some clues. Suddenly, he discovered a locked diary.

He tried entering his mother's birthday as the password, but the diary remained unresponsive.

Just then, Zhou Zhengwen's voice came from outside the door: "Xiao Yu, is that you back?"

Zhou Yu was startled and quickly stuffed the diary into his coat.

The footsteps grew closer, and Zhou Zhengwen pushed open the door, a smile on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I could have had the servants prepare the meal."

He walked up to Zhou Yu and reached out to put his arm around his shoulder, but Zhou Yu subconsciously took a step back.

In Zhou Yu's heart, Zhou Zhengwen was not the loving father he knew. He knew that Zhou Zhengwen was only nice to him now because he was Xu Xinran's husband and someone who could bring benefits to the Zhou family.

Looking at Zhou Yu's reaction, a hint of disappointment and coldness flashed in Zhou Zhengwen's eyes.

But he quickly smiled again and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you still not fully recovered?"

Zhou Yu forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just came back to see you. Now that I've seen you, I'm relieved. I'll head back now and come back to see you another day."

After saying this, Zhou Yu did not linger any longer and quickly left the Zhou family.

He was filled with contradictions and struggles. He wanted to ask Zhou Zhengwen directly whether he was his biological son, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Zhou Zhengwen's face instantly darkened as he looked at the ransacked box of belongings, a cold glint flashing in his eyes...

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