802: That B*stard is a Fake?

That B*stard is a Fake?

"Dad, Dad…Don't scare me." Helan Xiuse was so panicked that she did not know what to do with herself. Who could imagine that a nice dinner would have turned out this way?0

 "This is a woman who was willing to sleep with the class teacher to exchange her papers when she was 17," Yan Qingsi sneered. "Did you really think that there was just that one man before she got married to you? This woman knows no boundaries once she becomes selfish."

 "I didn't do anything. I didn't!" Mrs. Helan shrieked defiantly. "Yan Qingsi, what right have you to talk about me? You seduced my son overseas, you seduced your own brother-in-law when you came back, you seduced other ladies' men—you're the vixen around here! And you have such a good life, you b*tch. How could whatever I do compare to you? Besides, I did not do anything!

 "Mingde, everything there is a lie. All that 'proof' is a lie…Su Ningmei, you did this on purpose. You slandered me to distract everyone's attention. You didn't want to have Yue Pengcheng come back. You're scared that he'll take the Yue family's assets and give them to the children of his mistress. You sabotaged me like this, and yet you have no shame. I've not seen a more devious b*tch than you. Mingde, all that proof is fake. She's slandering me…"

 Yan Qingsi had to admit that Mrs. Helan was pretty quick-witted. She still refused to admit anything even when faced with such incriminating evidence. This woman was truly a cut above even Ye Lingzhi.

 Mrs. Yue's expression turned frosty. "I'm devious? I don't want Yue Pengcheng back? If you hadn't brought up this issue I would have forgotten about that imitation. Tingfeng, bring that imitation over!"

 Yue Tingfeng was stunned for a moment before he realized who Mrs. Yue was referring to.

 He waved a hand. Qu Jing dragged Yue Pengcheng over, who had been trying to escape.

 Yue Pengcheng's legs and belly trembled at the sight of Mrs. Helan's pitiful state. "Ningmei, Ningmei…This has nothing to do with me. It really has nothing to do with me," he pleaded. "She looked for me. She said…that there was a way for me to become a Yue again…It was this woman's idea. She told me that I would not just enter the Yue family officially; I would be able to be in the company too. This woman planned this evil scheme. It really has nothing to do with me."

 Yue Pengcheng did not need to be prodded; he simply spilled his guts.

 Unfortunately, Mrs. Yue did not even so much as glance at him.

 She slowly lifted her chin, sneering down at Mrs. Helan. "Zhang Suya, I don't know where you managed to find a man who looks so similar to Yue Pengcheng. Did you assume that I would not recognize him after years of not seeing him? So you wanted to shove a fake into the Yue family. Zhang Suya, I really want to know what you were thinking!"

 Mrs. Yue's words shocked everyone so much that their mouths gaped open. Even Yan Qingsi was stunned.

 Yan Qingsi slowly began to understand what Mrs. Yue was trying to do. She gulped. She could only give 10086 likes to Mrs. Yue in her heart. This plan was f*cking brilliant, f*cking amazing.

 The corners of Yue Tingfeng's lips twitched. He suppressed his smile.

 As for Yue Pengcheng, he was dumbfounded when he heard this. He…was a fake? He was a fake? What the hell? She was saying that he was a fake?

 Mrs. Helan was even more shocked now with Mrs. Yue's words. She had thought that Mrs. Yue was ready to risk everything, and that was why she had created such a ruckus. She never imagined that she had planned to say this all along.

 Mrs. Helan suddenly understood why Mrs. Yue had suddenly gone ballistic as if she were a completely different person. She had caused such a scene to build everything up for a single purpose—to accuse Yue Pengcheng of being a fake.

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