Chapter 261: Not Your Seed

Facing Sheng Yu, who had suddenly appeared in the hospital room, Sheng Hongyao's expression changed abruptly, and he immediately looked toward the door.

He saw that all of his Bodyguards had been silently knocked down, each and every one of them lying on the floor.

A bunch of useless things!

He looked at Sheng Yu's familiar face, yet felt an aura that made his heart tremble; a strange numbness spread from the bottom of his heart all the way to his scalp, causing his heart to shrink violently.

He suddenly realized that his ability to capture Shen Yijing had merely been Sheng Yu going along with the flow.

"This is my hospital room, get out!" Sheng Hongyao's anger surged; the thought that he had actually been seen through by Sheng Yu was no less painful than being betrayed by Shen Yijing.

Sheng Yu strode in with his long legs, walking slowly into the room; since he had come, how could he possibly leave so easily?

He cast a cold glance at Shen Yijing, who was kneeling on the floor, and gave a light sneer, "Is this how you treat your old lover? Aren't you two very much in love?"

Sheng Hongyao's face turned livid, "Get out!"

Sheng Yu stopped his footsteps, nudged the cane on the floor, and stepped on it, "Quite sturdy."

He stepped on the cane again and again, kicking it about as if he were playing with a toy.

Watching this made Sheng Hongyao's heart burn with rage; his expression grew colder and darker as he roared, "What exactly do you want to do!"

Sheng Yu looked at him unhurriedly, "Nothing much, just here to tell you some good news, some incredibly good news."

Upon seeing Sheng Yu, Shen Yijing's heart jumped into her throat.

But she quickly realized that since Sheng Yu had found his way here and still had the mood to care about whether she lived or died, that man must not have been exposed yet.

That's great.

Shen Yijing rejoiced secretly in her heart and had no great interest in what Sheng Yu would say next.

She believed she would be rescued soon.

Sheng Hongyao already knew that the car accident he had been in was Sheng Yu's doing; if it weren't for his own good fortune, he would have died long ago.

He certainly didn't believe Sheng Yu would bring him any good news.

Sheng Yu watched the woman on the floor and the middle-aged man sitting by the bed with composure, curling his lips with amusement, "Sheng Hongyao, I really do have some good news to tell you, but I also have some bad news to tell you."

As if bestowing a favor, he said in a low voice, "But I think you should hear the good news first, then the bad news; that way, I will be more satisfied."

Listening to his mocking words, Sheng Hongyao realized that Sheng Yu was indeed playing with him.

He immediately pressed the bedside call button.

Before long, doctors, nurses, and his Bodyguards surged toward the hospital room from the hallway, only to be blocked outside the room by Sheng Yu's men.

At the bustling crowd outside the door, a hint of amusement flashed in the depths of Sheng Yu's eyes.

Sheng Hongyao vaguely sensed something was wrong, but the next second, Sheng Yu spoke: "The good news is that your son from nine years ago didn't die."

Nine years ago.

Sheng Yu was eighteen.

But that child who died at birth was something he had seen with his own eyes; how could it not have died!

Sheng Hongyao suddenly widened his eyes, gritting his teeth: "What kind of nonsense are you spouting!"

As for Shen Yijing, who was kneeling on the floor, upon hearing Sheng Yu's words, she suddenly thought of something; she looked at Sheng Yu in disbelief, but before she could react, she was kicked away by Situ, who had stepped forward.

Sheng Yu lowered his head, looking at Sheng Hongyao's face, which had flushed red from intense emotion, and raised his eyebrows slightly; his expression was like that of a god of slaughter from hell.

His voice was neither loud nor soft, and everyone in the hospital room, as well as the group of people outside, could hear it.

"Because the only son you have is me."

Watching the moment Sheng Hongyao gritted his teeth, Sheng Yu laughed softly, "The bad news is, the child in Shen Yijing's womb is not your seed."

Sheng Hongyao's expression froze abruptly.

Sheng Yu watched Sheng Hongyao's reaction with satisfaction; his scandal, heard by so many people.

How truly spectacular.

There was a deathly silence in the hospital room.

Sheng Hongyao stared blankly at Sheng Yu, his blood seemingly frozen solid; a bone-chilling coldness and rage raged within his body, twisting him into a hideous state.

He suddenly looked at Shen Yijing, who was kneeling on the ground.

If it were in the past, he would not have believed a word Sheng Yu said.

But Shen Yijing had a man behind her, and they had always been in secret contact; having been able to hide it from him for so many years, he was not at all surprised that Shen Yijing could be carrying someone else's seed.

"Ah—" Sheng Hongyao erupted with a deafening roar.

He suddenly pulled out a gun and was about to shoot Shen Yijing, but was kicked away by Sheng Yu, "What, now that you know you've been a fool, you want to kill someone?"

"No!" Shen Yijing lost all composure; she looked at Sheng Yu in disbelief, "You couldn't possibly..."

"I couldn't possibly know?" After kicking away Sheng Hongyao's handgun, Sheng Yu kicked the weapon into the corner of the wall.

He looked at Shen Yijing coldly, "After I hit you with the car back then, I passed out; when I woke up, your child was dead—that was the version everyone around us knew."

"That I would forget what I had done after an episode was also something anyone with a mind could find out."

"I did forget back then, but because I was young and hot-headed, I had a lump in my throat and didn't want to explain. But I never expected that I would recall some fragments."

This was thanks to the injury he sustained two months ago; for some reason, he gradually began to remember fragments from after his episode when he was eighteen.

In fact, he had not hit Shen Yijing with the car.

No matter how much he hated her, no matter how much he lost his mind, he would never touch the unborn child in her womb.

He had stopped at a distance of less than ten meters from her car.

He had forgotten the details, but he remembered that before he was knocked unconscious, outside the lowered car window, in the night air filled with the scent of blood, Shen Yijing had leaned into the car and sneered at him, "Thanks to your help."

After remembering this, he immediately sent people to thoroughly investigate Shen Yijing's pregnancy back then, only to obtain an unbelievable truth.

He didn't know why he had suddenly remembered those fragments again.

Now seeing Shen Yijing's reaction, she must know some inside story.

Sheng Hongyao, having had his gun kicked away, ignored his own injuries and lunged over to choke Shen Yijing by the neck, roaring: "You dare to play me for a fool! Shen Yijing, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

That child, he had once truly looked forward to his birth; he was a son Sheng Hongyao had chosen himself.

When he saw with his own eyes that the child was gone, he experienced heart-wrenching pain, and for so many years, he had never been able to let it go.

Yet now, he was being told that the child was not his at all.

In a state of madness, Sheng Hongyao went for the kill; with her neck being choked, Shen Yijing could not breathe, her complexion gradually darkening as her eyes rolled back.

Sheng Yu watched the scene of dogs biting dogs with cold eyes.

Before Shen Yijing could stop breathing, he raised his hand slightly, and Situ stepped forward to pull Sheng Hongyao away.

"Let go of me! I want to kill this bitch! I want to kill her!" Sheng Hongyao kicked at Shen Yijing like a madman with his plaster-cast foot.

Shen Yijing no longer had the strength to resist and lay prone on the ground.

"Speak, who exactly is the man behind you?" Sheng Yu's cold, detached voice rang out above her head.