12: Chapter 12 Even if Xiao Fan's experience is true, it's definitely from another parallel timeline.

"Old bitch!!!"

Nanny Liu, who had been originally immersed in the beautiful fantasy of "flying wing-to-wing with Chen Jianguo giegie," was startled so badly by this angry roar that her whole body shuddered.

She accidentally stepped on a few pairs of underwear scattered on the floor,

and fell flat on her back on the spot!

"Ah— Madam?! Listen to my explanation! It's not what you think—"

"..."

Before she could finish speaking,

Wang Xiaoyun had already straddled her.

"How dare you still quibble?! How dare you still quibble dressed like this?!"

"I was just— Ah! Don't scratch my face! Don't scratch my face!"

"Do you still want face?! When you stole my husband's underwear, why didn't you think about face?!"

"..."

Wang Xiaoyun grabbed a handful of Nanny Liu's graying hair.

The pair of underwear pulled over her head instantly skewed to one side, revealing the old woman's terrified face.

"Slap!"

A slap landed across her face.

"Still 'Jianguo Brother'?"

"Slap!!"

Another slap.

"How dare you scold me as a 'yellow-faced hag'?!"

"Slap!!!"

The third slap smashed onto Nanny Liu's head.

"I'll show you! See if I don't scratch up this bitch face of yours today!!!"

"..."

Amidst a torrential storm of chaotic scratching and beating,

Wang Xiaoyun's years of wealthy-family refinement completely went out the window at this moment.

Meanwhile, Nanny Liu was old and frail, coupled with a guilty conscience and terror; how could she possibly be a match for Wang Xiaoyun in a state of rage?

Within a couple of moves, she was beaten into hugging her head with both hands, collapsing to the ground and wailing miserably.

"Master! Master, save me! c ⌒ っ ﾟ Д ﾟ ) っ—"

"Master, please put in a word for me!"

"..."

Nanny Liu cried out for help toward the door desperately, tears and snot streaming down her face.

She desperately hoped that her true love could descend like divine soldiers for the sake of past affection and step forward to play the hero saving the old lady.

Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.

Chen Jianguo stood at the doorway, motionless.

His expression repeatedly bounced back and forth between "disgust," "mental breakdown," "wanting to vomit," and "wanting to pass away on the spot."

Finally, it froze into a hollow look of seeing through the Mortal World.

Put in a word for you?

Sorry, right now I just want to dig out my own eyes. ( Ĭ ^ Ĭ )

Two and a half minutes later,

Chen Jianguo gradually recovered from his petrification.

Seeing that Nanny Liu was beaten to her last breath, he hurriedly rushed forward to pull his wife back.

"Wife! Stop beating her, calm down! If you keep beating her, someone's going to die!"

"..."

It took a lot of effort for him to pull Wang Xiaoyun off Nanny Liu.

Wang Xiaoyun was still struggling, her face flushed red, her hair disheveled, still cursing:

"Twenty years of master-servant affection! I treated you like family! You actually wanted to sleep with my husband—"

"..."

While holding her tightly, Chen Jianguo took out his phone and called his trusted aide downstairs.

Two and a half minutes later, two bodyguards in black appeared at the doorway.

Seeing the scene inside the room clearly,

the two well-trained strong men simultaneously had their pupils violently earthquake from shock, the corners of their mouths twitching wildly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"What are you looking at! Quickly take this person away for me!"

"..."

Chen Jianguo snapped with a dark face.

Only then did the bodyguards snap out of it, hurriedly hoisting the dazed, still sobbing and begging Nanny Liu off the ground.

Chen Jianguo then pointed at the pile of worn underwear on the floor and said coldly,

"These were all stolen by Nanny Liu, and the evidence is conclusive."

"Ten thousand per pair of underwear; the involved amount is enough for her to eat prison food."

"Send her directly and secretly to the police station."

"Also," Chen Jianguo closed his eyes, feeling as though he was uttering the greatest shame of his life, "pass the word down, tell the outside world that Nanny Liu is old, in poor health, retired early, and went back to her hometown to recuperate."

"Not a single bit of anything else is allowed to be leaked! Do you understand?"

"..."

The bodyguards tacitly understood; family scandals should not be made public, and the boss intended to handle this in a low-profile manner.

"Yes, Boss."

Then the two bodyguards neatly hoisted away Nanny Liu, who was still struggling and begging for mercy.

And as Nanny Liu was being dragged away, she still had that dark blue torn pair of underwear pulled over her head...

Bang!

The door closed again, and the room returned to silence.

Chen Jianguo leaned against the wall, let out a long, turbid breath, rubbed his temples, and felt as though he had just fought a hard battle.

Then, he turned his head to look at Wang Xiaoyun.

Wang Xiaoyun was also looking right back at him.

Their eyes met, silence as heavy as iron.

In the hearts of the couple, a question surged simultaneously, one far more serious, urgent, and heart-pounding than Nanny Liu stealing underwear.

The matter of the underwear was true.

The matter of the name was true.

The matter of Nanny Liu coveting the position of the Chen family's matriarch was also true.

Their dear eldest son had hit every single point.

Every single piece, every single case, without a single hair's discrepancy.

But the question was? How could he possibly have known these things?

A child who had just been brought back to the Chen family for less than a day hadn't even toured how many floors the villa had, nor recognized all the servants in the house.

How could he know the real name and ambition of an old servant?

How could he know the color, pattern, and location of the hole in the underwear his old man threw away last night?

There was only one possible explanation.

An explanation that they had previously scoffed at and thought was utter nonsense.

"Chen Fan, he..."

Chen Jianguo spoke with difficulty, his voice as dry as sandpaper scraping across a throat.

He found himself unable to say the words that followed.

Those few words were too absurd, too outrageous, and far exceeded all the cognitive knowledge he had accumulated over the greater half of his life.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyun said it for him.

Her voice was very soft, carrying the shock of discovering the truth.

"Chen Fan... doesn't have a persecutory delusion."

"Is he truly an Immortal Venerable Rebirth?!"

"..."

Seven words, like seven huge boulders crashing into a calm lake surface.

Inside the room, it was so quiet that only the couple's hurried breathing could be heard.

Immortal Venerable Rebirth!

Such a thing, they had previously only seen in short web dramas.

But now, this matter had fallen upon their own biological son's head, and they only felt terrified.

Because if Chen Fan truly was an Immortal Venerable Rebirth...

Then the "past life" he spoke of was not a delusion.

Could it be that in their past life, they truly drove their biological son to live in the basement for a lifetime for the sake of the adopted son?

That whenever there was a conflict between the biological son and the adopted son, they always stood on the adopted son's side?

That they actually said scoundrel words like "Can't you be more magnanimous" and "Jing Ci is frail and cannot take grievances"?

That they actually made their biological son eat leftovers while they and the adopted son harmoniously enjoyed themselves at the dining table???

How could this be possible?!!!

Chen Jianguo muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself:

"I still don't believe it!"

"Would I be the kind of person who abuses his biological son for the sake of an adopted son? There must be a misunderstanding in this!"

"Taking ten thousand steps back! Even if Chen Fan's experiences are true, that is definitely the timeline of another parallel world. It has nothing to do with the me of this world!"

"..."

Wang Xiaoyun took a deep breath, and her emotions gradually stabilized.

With a firm tone, she said:

"That's right, regardless of whether it's a misunderstanding or whatever, anyway, I will never possibly hurt Chen Fan."

"Both sons are the darlings of my heart! Whichever one is hurt, my heart will be cut to pieces."

"What we need to do now is wait and see, continue eavesdropping on our son's inner voice, and figure out what on earth happened in the so-called past life?"

"Then use our actions in this lifetime to make up for it and reverse all of our son's despicable impressions of us."

"..."

Two and a half minutes later,

the couple sorted out their emotions and returned to the dining room.

Chen Fan was still burying his head in frantic eating, his cheeks bulging, and more than half of the plates in front of him were already empty.

Seeing them return, he gave an indistinct greeting.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

"..."

Wang Xiaoyun picked up her chopsticks with a smile and picked a piece of fish meat for her son.

Chen Jianguo also sat down with a loving expression, ladled a bowl of chicken soup, and pushed it in front of his son.

At this very moment,

the family of three was harmonious and joyous, the scene looking indescribably heartwarming.

Of course, if one ignored the couple's perked-up ears and their glances stolen at their dear eldest son every few seconds...