Chapter 568 - Ye Cheng's Anger

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CHAPTER 567

Finally, he peeled his gaze from Hao Huizhong to his father. "Bloody check the envelop and tell me all of this is not true but a damn prank, father!"

"I–I…" Ye Sheng shut his eyes. His mind was calculating. His mind needed to think.

"Can't you hear me? Answer the bloody question, father!"

"I–I… You see."

"See what? Answer the damn question, is he saying the truth?"

"I think so."

"You think? Father, can you hear yourself? What do you think? This is something of high importance and you think? What the hell did mother ever do to you to deserve all of this?"

"Hmm, your father has always been losed," Hao Huizhing chipped in.

A very big mistake he made as the next second Ye Cheng shot him the coldest of gaze.

"And you shut the hell up."

"Sorry, I was just trying to."

He did not get to finish his sentence as he got another glare shot in his direction and if he was wise, he would take that as his final warning.

The Ye Cheng he knew. He did not like talking so much but when forced and especially when angry, he forgot every other thing and could deal mercilessly with the person.

"Fine."

"And you," he shifted his gaze back to his father. Care to explain to me what this ingrate of a human being is saying?"

"Hey, I am here."

"One more word from you and I would smash that face of yours to bits. Dare me."

"Cheng."

"It is Ye Cheng to you," he corrected his father. His eyes blazed with untold fury.

"Son, I can explain." Ye Sheng began, causing Ye Cheng to halt in what he was doing.

In anger, he had already taken hold of the envelope and was about ringing out its content when Ye Sheng spoke up.

"Explain what? That before your wedding night with my mother you still slept around and you got yourself a bastard?!"

All his life, Hao Huizhong had hated the fact that he did not know his father while being having to be called a bastard by a few.

It hurt him the most when he found out who his father was and how wealthy he was at that, whereas his mother ended up with another man who gave him his surname but her joy was never full.

Clenching his hands into a fist on the handle of the chair he sat on, Hao Huizhong bit down on his lower lip hard, ignoring the pain and the blood threatening to spill from his almost