Chapter 615: The young master can hear thoughts again! 31

You're not.

Fu Mu Ci had already stood up and was facing him, speaking firmly in Fu Zhenhua's surprised and stunned gaze.

You aren't Mother.

Fu Mu Ci! You've disappointed me greatly!

Xu Li seemed furious, even trying to slap him, but Jin Chen caught her hand and flung it away.

As she raised her arm, Fu Mu Ci's mind flashed with many images; he instinctively shrank his neck, and only when Jin Chen stepped forward did he catch his breath.

Bad person!

Fu Mu Ci glared at Xu Li.

Enough!

Fu Zhenhua suddenly stood up, his expression icy.

He asked Fu Mu Ci, "Mu Ci, tell Father why you're so afraid of Mother."

〖Could it be that Xu Li really…? 〗

Fu Zhenhua could no longer bear to think further.

She's a bad person.

Fu Mu Ci simply said, "Do the appraisal."

Xu Li was still wanting to make a fuss when she heard Fu Zhenhua's low voice, "Fine, do the paternity test."

Fu Zhenhua? You don't believe me?

Xu Li shook her head repeatedly, obviously utterly disappointed.

You've been too abnormal lately…

Fu Zhenhua isn't a blockhead; he just wants to believe his wife of over twenty years, but he ultimately doesn't want to keep pretending he knows nothing.

If Mu Ci really is your child, I'll have him kneel and apologize to you, and never bring it up again.

But if not, Fu Zhenhua's eyes shifted slightly, the sharpness of his business demeanor fully showing, "you will pay the price."

Even though this was decided, he didn't let any household servants collect hair; instead he had his secretary come over.

No matter how Xu Li caused a scene, Jin Chen lost interest in watching.

In a new round of meditative recollection, the images Fu Mu Ci saw in the pure white space were no longer the crisis that appeared when he was ten.

They were the bits and pieces he experienced after his autism diagnosis, flashing through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Fu Mu Ci suddenly realized he had forgotten so many things, and over all those years he hadn't noticed at all.

Before, the study on the third floor used to be a playroom; as a child, separated by the door panel, he often heard Mother speaking to the maids outside with a pleasant expression, and when he walked in it was another scene.

How come you're wearing that deadpan face again, who are you doing it for?

Why didn't you die… why!

Sometimes when she scolded him in a hurry, she'd grab and pinch him, the thigh pinch hurting the most, but it left no mark.

Or she'd slap his head, which also hurt; Fu Mu Ci disliked this most, as it meant he'd be dazed for days afterward.

Fu Mu Ci had wondered why, but Xu Li always told him it was because he had caused a death.

He knew it was because of Duoduo.

But Mother is his mother; why would she dislike him because of Duoduo?

As a child, Fu Mu Ci couldn't understand it at all, but under the sting of Xu Li's words he blamed himself for everything, and his condition worsened under that stimulation.

What's stranger is that although the pain clearly landed on his body, he didn't remember it in his heart.

Many times Fu Mu Ci wanted to tell Father when he returned from a business trip, but he would forget each time.

When Father was home, Mother would be especially gentle and also treat him especially well.

This memory was the most painful, yet Fu Mu Ci was unusually calm.

He was consciously trying to find something in the recollection.

By the time the meditation ended, when Jin Chen tried to wake Fu Mu Ci, he discovered he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Ci treasure?

Jin Chen leaned in and called softly, only relaxing when he realized the other was just asleep.

He found a sticky note in the room, wrote that he was going out to meet Ren Jia Ming to discuss things, stuck it on the headboard, and left.

To prevent Xu Li from suddenly going mad and barging in, Jin Chen also set up a barrier on the third floor.

——

Looks like senior brother hasn't been doing well lately.

Jin Chen saw Ren Jia Ming arrive late, but he wasn't annoyed at all; instead he was intrigued, observing his current appearance.

Saying he's down on his luck is not an exaggeration.

Although he still wore the same neat suit as before, his whole person was considerably disheveled, the bruises on his face not faded, his eye sockets deeply sunken, his dark circles heavier than a ghost's.

He simply couldn't pull off that expensive-looking suit; instead it made him seem somewhat improper.

Isn't it all because of you?

Ren Jia Ming now resents Jin Chen at the sight of him; if it weren't for him stealing his job at the Fu Family, there wouldn't be all this subsequent trouble!

Now he's almost lost everything; he broke up with Fei Yao, his reputation was ruined by Fei Yao, and he even got beaten up by that bunch.

He originally thought having money would be enough, but he didn't expect those cards to have already been stopped by Fei Yao!

Thanks to me?

Jin Chen adjusted his glasses, curled the corner of his mouth, "It's not like I made you become like this."

The person you should blame shouldn't be Fei Yao?

Ren Jia Ming's expression changed; just as he was about to shout, Jin Chen interjected again.

Ah, you wouldn't be scared, would you?

What nonsense are you spouting? How could I not dare? Fei Yao is good at burning bridges, but if you don't take my job...

If I don't take your job, Fu Mu Ci will die.

Jin Chen interrupted him, clearly smiling, but his gaze made people feel dread.

His fingertips, hanging below the table, twitched slightly; Spiritual Power turned into threads that wrapped around Ren Jia Ming, triggering a curse technique.

Hey!

Ren Jia Ming suddenly let out a strange cry from his throat, and his gaze gradually shifted from clear anger to dullness.

Tell me, what do you know about Fei Yao, and what did he hire you to do in the Fu Family?

Ren Jia Ming, his body stiff, recovered.

Fei Yao had me enter the Fu Family as Fu Mu Ci's psychologist, but he didn't allow treatment; he only had me use a few tricks to keep him calm.

Besides that, they have another psychologist, but I've never met him; I only know he regularly makes Fu Mu Ci forget part of his memory.

Fei Yao wants to gradually control Fu Mu Ci and take the Fu Family's property.

Another psychologist...

Jin Chen's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he continued, 'Even now, Fu Zhenhua is still the head of the family, and that won't change for twenty years; why have you set your sights on Fu Mu Ci?'

Fu Mu Ci said, 'Fei Yao said Fu Zhenhua will be dealt with by someone else—namely his wife, Xu Li.'

Do you know the relationship between Xu Li and Fei Yao?

Ren Jia Ming slowly lifted his head, stiffly and dully nodding once, 'I've heard Fei Yao call Xu Li his cousin aunt.'

Meanwhile, at the Fee Family Villa.

Cousin aunt! Now things have come to this—what should we do?

Fei Yao was about to go crazy from annoyance, having been scolded by his father for a long time at home, so he hurriedly called Xu Li to ask what to do next.

Don't meddle anymore during this time, or they'll surely trace it back to your father; that Jin Chen who came out of nowhere is really formidable.

Xu Li, thinking about today's events, gritted her teeth in hatred, 'He actually persuaded Fu Zhenhua to have me and Fu Mu Ci undergo a paternity test!'

What?!

Fei Yao suddenly stood up, pacing anxiously in the room, 'What do we do? Then our secret will be exposed!'