Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

The van drove out of the city late at night and then followed a small road next to the city into the mountains.

The roads in the mountains are very difficult to travel, extremely bumpy, and it's pitch black outside.

Leng Yuexing sat comfortably in the car, showing no sign of fear.

The burly men were quite surprised by his calm demeanor. The first burly man asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Leng Yuexing looked at him in surprise, "What are you afraid of?"

"Aren't you afraid we'll take you to the deep mountains and forests..." He raised his hand to his neck and made a throat-cutting gesture.

Leng Yuexing smiled faintly upon hearing this: "You can try and see who kills whom."

"Hey, young man, you've got quite the nerve!" a burly man next to him said with a laugh.

"Your temperament is just to my liking! I'm not afraid to tell you, we're going to take you to meet someone."

Leng Yuexing said calmly, "I know, it's Zhou Wen."

"How did you know?" a burly, dark-faced man next to him asked.

"You don't need to know how I know this. You just need to know not to do anything extra to me, or you might not be able to bear the consequences."

The group was unaware of the consequences they could not afford.

Zhou Wen specifically requested that Leng Yuexing be brought over. In addition, they also called a very famous interrogation expert, as they felt it was still uncertain whether Leng Yuexing could emerge upright.

However, the group wasn't one to cause trouble. Jay Chou only told them to take the people over, and he didn't say anything else. They wouldn't do anything extra either.

They were all very professional, unlike some mercenaries from other countries.

The van continued driving up the mountain until it reached the halfway point, where it stopped in front of a villa.

After getting out of the car, Leng Yuexing raised an eyebrow. Everyone said that the Zhou family was just a second-rate family, but judging from the appearance of this villa, it didn't seem like something a second-rate family could own. Perhaps there were some things he didn't know about it.

There were many security guards standing at the entrance of the villa. After getting out of the car, the burly men handed Leng Yuexing over to the security guards at the entrance, but did not enter the villa with Leng Yuexing.

Leng Yuexing followed a security guard in black into the villa and saw a man with his back to her in the lobby.

Hearing the noise at the door, he turned around and looked over.

Leng Yuexing raised an eyebrow when he saw Zhou Wen; he hadn't expected Zhou Wen to look like this.

He didn't have the potbelly and greasiness of a middle-aged man; instead, he was slender and had a gentle demeanor, like a refined gentleman from ancient times.

Zhou Wen's appearance was indeed unexpected.

He saw Leng Yuexing and asked, "Are you Leng Yuexing?" His voice was gentle, without a trace of hostility, but Leng Yuexing saw the coldness in his eyes.

Leng Yuexing looked at the man who should be her father and said, "That's me."

Zhou Wen looked at Leng Yuexing with some admiration for her calm and composed demeanor. "Aren't you afraid?"

The same words, spoken by Zhou Wen, even carried a hint of reassurance.

Leng Yuexing found it amusing; they were the ones who invited him, yet one by one they asked him if he was afraid.

Leng Yuexing rubbed her sore shoulders and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. What did you call me here for? It's not about your fake son, Zhou Xiao, is it?"

Leng Yuexing casually recounted such a bombshell news.

Zhou Wen was genuinely surprised.

He walked over and sat down on the sofa, his tone still gentle, "What do you mean by 'fake son'?"

If you're making up a lie to get out of the villa safely, then I think you're mistaken.

For Zhou Xiao's sake, I will not let you go.

Leng Yuexing also walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhou Wen. He took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and placed it on the table. "Here, the first video is inside. You'll see what it's like when you take a look."

In order to restore Zhou Xing's identity, Leng Yuexing had already found the video of the baby being switched a few days after she came into this world and saved it on a USB drive.

He happened to be studying the script these days and needed to use a USB drive, so he carried it with him.

Zhou Wen picked up the USB drive that Leng Yuexing had placed on the table and then plugged it into the laptop next to him.

He opened the first video inside, which showed a scene from a hospital.

Inside was a baby wrapped in a blue swaddle blanket. Zhou Wen was very familiar with this blue swaddle blanket because it was the one he and Leng Qin had chosen together.

They spent a long time choosing before finally selecting this beautiful blue quilt with white clouds and the sea on it.

A few seconds later, a nurse walked over from a distance, also carrying a baby in her arms. The baby was clearly malnourished, thin and small, and looked like an old man.

Zhou Wen recognized him as Zhou Xiao when he was a child. He had always thought that Leng Qin's severe morning sickness was the reason for his thinness and had never suspected anything.

After the nurse realized that no one was around, she switched the baby she was holding with the baby in the ward.

Then she hurriedly left with the switched baby in her arms.

The video ends here.

Zhou Wen couldn't see any signs of faking in the video.

He clenched his fists. Zhou Wen, who had been expressionless ever since he met Leng Yuexing, now looked terrifying.

The veins on his forehead bulged with rage, and his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Leng Yuexing noticed his expression and thought to herself, "This is the real Zhou Wen. All that gentleness and mildness is just an act."

Zhou Wen looked up at Leng Yuexing and said, word by word, "Is this video real?"

Leng Yuexing yawned wearily and said, "Whether it's true or not, you can have someone check it. Besides, is a paternity test really that difficult?"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Wen stood up abruptly, went to the side to make a phone call, and ordered them to do a paternity test that night, so he could know the results the next morning.

After finishing the call, Zhou Wen returned to the sofa and sat there in silence for a long time.

As Leng Yuexing was falling asleep, he asked, "Who is my son?"

Leng Yuexing felt that he had finally asked the right question. He didn't speak, but pointed to himself with his finger, then closed his eyes wearily and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Wen felt as if he were in a dream.

He arrested a man, intending to disfigure him, but the man told him that he was his biological son.

Is there anything more outrageous than this?

However, Zhou Wen had no choice but to follow the other party's lead and verify this matter, since no one wanted to raise an illegitimate child and then let their son wander outside.

Looking at Leng Yuexing, who was fast asleep across from him, his appearance could be described as stunningly beautiful.

If you look closely, you can indeed see a bit of Leng Qin's shadow, after all, Leng Qin was also a peerless beauty back then.

Zhou Xiao wasn't as good-looking as Leng Qin when he grew up. He always thought it was because of his bad genes. Turns out it was because she was a fake?

Zhou Wen was unusually confused, unsure of how to treat Leng Yuexing.

He sat there all night until he received a phone call the next morning.

The other party told him that he and Zhou Xiao were indeed not related by blood.

Zhou Wen: "..."

So, he's been raising a fake, and his real son is Leng Yuexing across the street?

He had learned about Leng Yuexing's background beforehand: she was an orphan, an excellent student, and later entered J University, the same university as Zhou Xiao. She was bullied by her classmates in college and then entered the entertainment industry, where she was signed by an entertainment company.

So, did his son grow up as an orphan, all alone?

As Zhou Wen thought of this, a sharp, throbbing pain shot through his heart.

He suddenly understood why he had always been indifferent to Zhou Xiao: it wasn't because Leng Qin had died in childbirth because of him, but because Zhou Xiao and he were not related by blood at all!

That nurse!

Zhou Wen thought bitterly to himself, "I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

And then there's Zhou Xiao, who stole his son's place and even tried to harm the fake of his son; he won't let him get away with it.

He glanced at Leng Yuexing, who was still fast asleep on the sofa, took off his clothes and covered him with them. Knowing that Leng Yuexing was his son, he was filled with guilt.

He lost him when he was born. No wonder he hasn't dreamed of Leng Qin all these years. She must be blaming him.

He lost the son she gave birth to with her life, and then raised a fake. If it were him, he would be angry too.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wen's eyes welled up with tears.