Chapter 172 Not His Son (Part [-])
Halfway through the car, Chu Zimo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Shen Bei's number.

"Where is Chu Ziyuan?"

Shen Bei reported an address on the other end of the phone. After hearing this, Chu Zimo frowned slightly, and then hung up the phone in a deep voice.

The car continued to start, but this time it was turned around, and the location was naturally the Chu family's old house.

At two o'clock in the morning in the middle of the night, everyone in the old house was asleep.

Chu Zimo parked the car in front of the gate of the old house and walked straight to the gate of the living room.

After entering the password, he pushed open the door of the living room with anger all over his body.

I didn't even have time to change my shoes, so I went upstairs directly.

On the second floor are his and Chu Ziyuan's rooms, which are scattered on both sides of the stairs from left to right.

In the past, Chu Zimo would never have stepped into Chu Ziyuan's territory, but now he came to settle accounts with Chu Ziyuan.

Chu Zimo kicked open the bedroom door of red lacquered wood.

The whole person even appeared beside Chu Ziyuan's bed like a ghost.

The lights in the room were not turned on, but the street lights in the yard illuminated the bedroom clearly.

The person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed was not in the room.

Chu Zimo's gloomy face became more and more ugly.

Before he could dial Shen Bei's number in the future, the butler's voice sounded behind him.

"The second young master is back, the master is waiting for you in the study!"

Chu Zimo turned his head suddenly, and glanced sharply at the butler standing at the door.

"it is good!"

Chu Zimo nodded, followed the housekeeper to the third floor, and walked into Chu Tianba's study.

I haven't slept so late, it's clear that I'm waiting for myself.

In the brightly lit study room, Chu Tianba was wearing a tunic suit, with white hair on his forehead, and on his sixty or seventy-year-old face, he could vaguely see the handsome appearance of his youth.

The aura all over his body was not angry and majestic, and his eyes that should have been cloudy now had a trace of dignity.

"Is Xiao Qiang okay?"

Chu Tianba's words made Chu Zimo's emotions excited again.

"Do you know something will happen to Xiao Qiang?"

Thinking of the child in Xiao Qiang's belly, Chu Zimo wished he could kill Chu Ziyuan right now.

Chu Tianba moved his lips. He has always owed Chu Zimo a child.

The reason why he didn't care about it was a test, but he didn't expect that child Chu Ziyuan would do such an excessive thing.

"Zimo, uncle never begged you for anything, please forgive your brother this time!"

It was fine if Chu Tianba didn't speak, but when he did, Chu Zimo's face changed suddenly.

"Forgive him? Are you so confused! Do you know that he killed my unborn child. I will definitely make him pay with blood!"

child?Chu Tianba's eyes flashed, and he looked at Chu Zimo excitedly.

"You, you said that girl Xiao Qiang is pregnant?"

After so many years, he hoped that the two children of the Chu family could spread the branches and leaves for the Chu family.This is why Chu Zimo would be so excited when he heard that Xiao Qiang was pregnant!
Chu Zimo glanced at Chu Tianba coldly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, before I have time to experience the feeling of being a father, the child was lost by Chu Ziyuan..."

Gone?

Chu Tianba's expression changed, and he suddenly fell down on the sofa in the study.

"Why, how could this be?"

"It's all done by your good son. Oh, no, you probably don't know it yet, but Chu Ziyuan is not your son!"

These words were like a thunderbolt, which made Chu Tianba's already pale face even more ugly.

"You, don't talk nonsense, Ziyuan is my son, how could I be wrong?"

All his life, Ziyuan and Zihan have been a pair of sons and daughters, how could he not be his son, how could...

Chu Zimo sneered, ignoring Chu Tianba who was in a daze, turned around and was about to go out when he met Chu Ziyuan who came back drunk.

"Yo, isn't this Chu Zimo? Haha, how about it? Doesn't it hurt to see your beloved woman being defiled..."

Chu Ziyuan thought that no one knew what he said to Xiao Qiang, but he forgot that Xiao Qiang had a bug on him.

Chu Zimo had already heard all the conversations between him and Xiao Qiang clearly.

Chu Zimo's sharp eyes stared fiercely at Chu Ziyuan's smiling face.

After staring at Chu Ziyuan for a long time, he walked in front of Chu Ziyuan calmly.

The big hand grabbed his collar, and his eyes were burning: "You killed my child, and I will take your life to pay for it."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Zimo held the hand of the collar, then turned to Chu Ziyuan's neck, and then kicked him from the lower abdomen.

Kicked him several meters away.

"Chu Ziyuan, I want you to die!"

Chu Tianba never thought that Chu Zimo would attack suddenly, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and his heart hurt even more.

The next generation of their Chu family is gone!

My heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and my head is getting more and more painful...

"Stop, stop, I tell you to stop!"

Chu Tianba suddenly took the teacup and threw it towards the ground. The sound of the teacup breaking was extremely clear in the old house of the Quiet Meeting.

"Housekeeper, pull them away!"

The housekeeper nodded and stepped forward: "Second Young Master, stop hitting, if you hit again, you will be killed!"

Chu Zimo shook off the butler's hand, and continued to stare at Chu Tianba.

"Are you sure you want me to keep his life, and you don't regret it?"

Chu Tianba gasped for breath, and said with dull eyes, "Zimo, he is my son!"

If the grandson is gone, he can be born again, but if the son is gone, there will be no more...

With cold eyes, Chu Zimo flashed a smile: "Your son is a son, so is my child not a child? I will leave it alone, and I will heal all the injuries Xiao Qiang suffered bit by bit. Take it back from Chu Ziyuan!"

"you you……"

The atmosphere became a little awkward, Chu Zimo and Chu Tianba looked at each other, but Chu Ziyuan, who was still drunk, got up unsteadily, walked to the sofa and sat down with a smile.

He stared at Chu Tianba for a long time with distracted eyes, and then stretched out his right index finger.

He made a hush gesture, and then opened his mouth slowly.

"Let me tell you a secret. In fact, I am not Chu Tianba's son. His son died when he was born, haha, haha..."

As the saying goes, speaking the truth after drinking, even though Chu Tianba didn't believe Chu Zimo's words before, at this moment, he believed more than half of what Chu Ziyuan himself said.

"You, how do you know, how do you know?"

"Shh, it's a secret, a secret."

After Chu Ziyuan finished speaking, he passed out immediately, leaving Chu Tianba with a shocked face and Chu Zimo with a cold face.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Chu Tianba was in pain. Although Chu Ziyuan hadn't done anything good for the Chu family these years, he was still his own son.

How could he not be shocked when his son, whom he had raised for more than thirty years, suddenly said that he was not his son?

(End of this chapter)

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