Madam Gu’s birthday banquet was disrupted by a bolt from the blue.

Her eighty years of life had seen many storms, yet the sudden upheaval in front of her was still hard to accept. She tried to calm herself down.

As the anchor of the Gu family, she could not panic or be chaotic; she needed to stabilize the situation.

Madam Gu’s cloudy yet steady eyes fixed on Gu Bichen: "Bichen, I want to hear what you have to say now?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

She understood An’an and Lin Hui’s words. Yu Ruohuan and Yao Huia had grasped Gu Bichen’s secret parentage, which led to their demise.

This meant that Gu Bichen had long known he was not the biological son of Na Amo and Gu Chengzhao, and to keep his secret, he would rather have his hands stained with blood, embarking on a path of crime.

She couldn’t believe the child she had watched grow and nurtured would do such a thing; no matter what others said, she only wanted to hear it from Bichen himself.

Gu Bichen’s face was deathly pale, his thin lips trembled, and with a cry, he knelt before Madam Gu.

"Grandmother, it was Huiya who suddenly told me one day that I was not the biological son of my parents. At first, I didn’t dare to believe it, but Huiya was so convincing. I was terrified of losing you and my parents. I threatened Huiya not to tell this secret, but that’s all. Even with a hundred guts, I wouldn’t dare to kill. Ruohuan’s death and Huiya’s fire have nothing to do with me."

Madam Gu looked at the boy kneeling and sobbing before her and sighed.

"Stand up for now. I don’t believe one-sided words; I only trust evidence. Chengzhao, take the two children for a paternity test, and make it urgent."

Gu Chengzhao nodded heavily.

"I’ve already done the paternity test."

Na Amo produced two documents and handed them to Gu Chengzhao.

Gu Chengzhao glanced at her, took the documents, and opened them. Inside were two paternity test results from the most authoritative judicial appraisal institute that cooperates with the police, with no possibility of fraud.

One was between Na Amo and Gu Bichen.

Seeing the final result, Gu Chengzhao’s pupils contracted sharply.

It excluded the tested parent from being the biological parent of the child.

His fingers trembling, he opened the second one.

It confirmed the tested parent as the biological parent of the child, with a paternity probability of 99.99% and above.

Seeing the name in the tested person’s column, Gu Chengzhao’s breath paused for a moment. He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with intense and fiery emotion, at the quiet and silent boy standing beside Na Amo.

Fearing to frighten the child, Gu Chengzhao quickly restrained his gaze and turned to hand the test results to Madam Gu.

Madam Gu put on her reading glasses and examined them carefully for a long time.

During this time, not a single person dared to speak in the vast banquet hall, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Gu Bichen knelt there numbly, silently awaiting the judgment of fate.

Madam Gu let out a long sigh and handed the documents to Chen Feng who stood beside her.

Her gaze skimmed over Gu Bichen kneeling before her and landed on Rong Xianning.

Madam Gu beckoned with a hand, her aged voice filled with endless affection.

"Aning, come to Grandma."

Na Amo gently patted Rong Xianning’s shoulder, speaking softly: "Go ahead."

Rong Xianning walked over and knelt before Madam Gu.

The old lady’s hand gently stroked the boy’s delicate skin, meticulously tracing his brow and eyes, emotions in her cloudy eyes ready to overflow.

"Aning, I never knew you were my own grandson. Grandma didn’t protect you well. Grandma was wrong..."

The boy’s lips trembled slightly, his clear black eyes shimmering with tears, "Grandma..."

"Ah." Madam Gu replied happily, bending down to embrace the boy. A tear trickled down her aged skin.

Gu Bichen stared blankly at the scene of the grandparent and grandchild embracing, hands at his sides clenched into fists, fingernails digging deep into his palms. The pain kept him rational, preventing him from being consumed by jealousy and hatred.

Gu Suqiu could hardly believe that in such a short time, the heir of the Gu family had changed.

Others also found the scene overly dramatic and melodramatic.

That top idol with a tragic background in the entertainment industry turned out to be the real young master of the Gu family who had been swapped!

If this news broke out, it could dominate the hot searches for three days and nights.

Rong Yuhe, seeing Rong Xianning ignore his threat, almost smashed his phone in anger.

But at this moment, his appearance would only make the bad situation worse.

Seeing Gu Bichen kneeling there pitifully, like a child who had done something wrong, Rong Yuhe’s heart ached, wishing he could strangle Rong Xianning.

Yes, he should have dealt with Rong Xianning sooner. That way, even if Gu Bichen’s parentage was revealed, the Gu family would have no choice but to continue accepting him.

Thinking of this, Rong Yuhe’s gaze at Rong Xianning flickered with a venomous and sinister glint.

It’s not too late now.

At this moment, a hand grabbed his neck, lifting him like a chick. Startled, Rong Yuhe cried out.

And at the same moment, Zhou Rong was grabbed by the back of her neck. She hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing?"

Their sharp screams drew the eyes of the guests.

Soon after, they were hauled up and dragged through the crowd to the center of the banquet hall’s open space, and both fell to the ground.

The woman’s veiled hat slipped off as she fell, revealing a face full of panic.

Rong Yuhe turned frantically and saw a man dressed in black, with eyes cold and merciless under the brim of his hat, chilling Zhou Rong and Rong Yuhe to the bone.

The man took a step back, blending into the crowd, leaving the spotlight on the couple.

Na Amo saw Zhou Rong’s face and a surge of anger fueled her, rushing forward to grab her collar with each word filled with deep-seated hatred: "Zhou Rong, you bitch, you’ve ruined the lives of two children. You’ve made me and Madam Chengzhao suffer too much! I hate you."

It was hard to believe that the always calm, elegant, and rational scientist Na Amo was now like a madwoman controlled by frenzy and hatred, hurling vile curses.

Zhou Rong sneered: "I don’t regret a bit. My biological son was cherished by you for seventeen years, enjoying seventeen years of wealth and luxury. He’s had a fulfilled life. But your biological son, do you know what kind of life he led in our home? Hahaha, Na Amo, you were so proud, so above everyone else, and yet you lost to me. You lost to me..."

Zhou Rong’s words deeply provoked Na Amo, who suddenly clutched Zhou Rong’s neck, her eyes filled with hatred.

"I want to kill you!"

Zhou Rong’s breathing weakened, her cheeks flushed from lack of oxygen, yet her gaze was full of triumphant and wild laughter as she stared at Na Amo.

She never regretted it.

Even at this moment, with her conspiracy exposed and facing condemnation, she didn’t regret it.