Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 629: Explosive News

When these words were spoken, there was no uproar in the room; instead, it fell into a terrifying silence.

Everyone understood the outburst.

They all understood what it meant.

Some people didn’t push forward but instead picked up their Dongfang Hongs—it was so convenient, this second-generation device with even better call quality, and you could even edit and send text messages to the other party.

The call was made, and the recipient picked up quickly. The journalist urged at a rapid pace, "Zhong Tianci is not Zhong Daqiao’s biological son. There’s a paternity test to prove it. Send this news out right now to get the scoop..."

The person on the other end hung up promptly, wrote the story as fast as possible, then published it, and even tipped off the TV stations.

Getting it out first was what mattered.

Never mind if it’s true or not, at worst, if it turns out to be wrong, just apologize.

This wasn’t the first time they’d pulled something like this.

Besides, a colleague just said it was 100% true.

So there was even less to worry about.

Meanwhile, Zhong Daqiao had no idea that this explosive news would soon be in the public’s hands.

He was still trembling, holding the paternity test in his shaking hands.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Hai Shaoqing, "You bastard! Just to drive a wedge between father and son, you’ve resorted to such despicable means. It must be fake, a forgery."

Hai Shaoqing knew he wouldn’t easily believe it.

But that didn’t really matter.

In the end, the Hai family would take possession of everything belonging to that mother and son.

Hai Shaoqing said with a smile, "If you insist on not believing, I can’t help you, but I suggest you better believe it. With so many journalists around, why would I spread baseless rumors for no reason?"

Zhong Daqiao’s lips were trembling.

He was about to tear up the paternity test but didn’t expect that in the next moment, it was no longer in his hands.

Somehow it had ended up with Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan raised it and said, "There’s no need to be so distrustful as to tear it. What’s true can’t be faked, and what’s fake can’t become true. This paternity test must have cost quite a lot."

She then handed it to a journalist nearby, "Zhong Tianci was right just now, this should be made public. Go ahead and take pictures, then publish it. Don’t worry, it’s real, undoubtedly real."

Who is Song Yunuan?

Naturally, the journalists knew.

These journalists actually love to capture rumors and write all sorts of gossip news.

But when it came to Song Yunuan, they didn’t dare to write anything messy.

If they came, they came; they would report it truthfully. If people watched, they watched; if not, then so be it.

They wouldn’t write sensational headlines just for attention and circulation.

Actually, Song Yunuan has all the makings of a tabloid queen.

Look at the people she knows... none of them are simple.

Those who knew the inside story didn’t dare to write, fearing that after they did, the next moment the newspaper office would be smashed or acquired.

Those who didn’t know the details just knew she had a close history with Sixth Master.

They dared not write carelessly even more so.

And the person who wished the sky would collapse and the world would end at this moment was Xue Meirou.

He knew it, he just knew it. Those two damned creatures had picked such a moment to reveal this secret to the public.

Xue Meirou truly regretted it, deeply regretted it. Had he known it would come to this, he would have stopped Zhong Daqiao at all costs from holding that press conference.

But it was already too late for regrets.

He stood there, his mind spinning crazily.

Indeed, Xue Meirou was not a simple person to have reached this state today.

What he thought about more was how to extricate himself?

After all, the secret was not a secret anymore, and once it became public, even if Zhong Daqiao did not believe it, he would have to believe it.

So, how could he clear his name?

Having gone for a beauty treatment, he simply stood there while many people looked at him with indistinct intentions.

Meanwhile, Zhong Daqiao also turned his head and stared at Xue Meirong. Their eyes met, and Xue Meirou’s tears immediately started flowing.

All of a sudden, Zhong Daqiao lunged forward and reached out his hand. He grabbed Xue Meirou’s neck, his eyes bloodshot, his face twisted with rage, and gritted his teeth, "Tell me this isn’t true, that it’s all fake. Tianci is my son, he is my son! Tell me, where have you hidden my son? Is he a fake? Are you an imposter?"

Amidst the incoherence, Zhong Daqiao, who stood beside Zhong Tianci, froze. The polite and thoughtful smile that was once there had disappeared, and his entire being had stiffened.

What did it mean? If he was not his father’s son, then whose son was he?

Before he could figure it out, he saw his father pounce towards his mother.

For a moment, he stood there, unsure of what to do.

At that instant, his mind was a blank.

The reporters at the scene were also somewhat slow to react.

But once they did, not one stepped forward.

Their cameras clicked away nonstop—this scene was simply too rare, too explosive.

Missing exclusive news didn’t matter; the public would surely read and re-read such news, never getting enough of it.

As Xue Meirong was being choked to the point of rolling her eyes, the kind-hearted Song Yunuan couldn’t help but step forward, throwing an angry glance at the several bodyguards who stood by doing nothing, "What are you thinking? Why don’t you pull them apart? What if someone dies?"

Before the bodyguards could advance, Song Yunuan effortlessly pulled off the ’earnings’ and pushed them aside, "Chairman Zhong, you have quite the nerve, to attempt murder in front of so many reporters. If you kill her, all of your property will become Zhong Tianci’s, and you will not be able to take it back. Yet, on the other hand, if you think he’s not your biological son, it doesn’t matter, just give everything to him."

Zhong Daqiao managed to steady himself.

His mind was clear just now, but suddenly, it went blank again.

Then, the paternity test report that had been photographed in the round came back into the hands of Zhong Daqiao.

This time, Song Yunuan had forcefully stuffed it into his hand.

Zhong Daqiao held the paternity test report in his hand, as if holding a ticking time bomb.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, but soon the reporters began to whisper among themselves.

Remaining there was pointless, so the reporters prepared to rush back to their offices.

They had so many photos in hand, all prime source material.

At this time, Xue Meirou had already pulled Zhong Tianci off to the side.

She naturally didn’t leave; the villa had already been transferred to her name, so why should she leave?

Thinking of the things she held, Xue Meirou suddenly realized—she was wealthy. With so many jewels, jewelry, and cash, what was there to worry about?

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No, she knew everything about Zhong Daqiao. Conversely, she had many secrets that Zhong Daqiao didn’t know about.

Right now, she would not fall out with Zhong Daqiao.

After all, she and he still had two common enemies.

But how was she supposed to resolve this situation?

However, Zhong Tianci grabbed Xue Meirou and, with a trembling voice, asked, "Mommy, what exactly... is going on? Is that paternity test... real?"