Chapter 1045: I’m Just the Father of Another Man’s Child

In the Ye family mansion, the house was extremely quiet and Xia Jingshu seemed very listless all day. She would gaze off into space occasionally while sitting at the doorway and sometimes, she would ask the maids to push her in her wheelchair to the nearby park for a walk. She hardly spoke these days and she looked as though she had aged 10 years.

The maids in the household had been very cautious since Wang Lan met with an unfortunate end, as though they were terrified that they would be the next victims. There were even two maids who resigned and chose to leave this high-paying job.

Ye Hao drove home when dusk fell and he looked terribly upset. His face was flushed to the tips of his ears.

“Dad…” he heard a childish voice call his name when he reached the doorway.

Ye Chenyu ran out of the living room to greet him. He was carrying a small toy bear in his arms and blinked up at his tall and imposing father with his beautiful amber-colored eyes.

Ye Hao glanced at this child when he heard his greeting but he immediately frowned when he saw Ye Chenyu and his eyes suddenly grew as cold as ice.

“Dad, will my mom be coming home?” Ye Chenyu asked as he bit his lips. He was a little afraid of his father but he hadn’t seen his mother for several days.

Ye Hao was speechless.

He suddenly balled his hands into fists and ignored the child’s question. Instead, he walked around him, as though he had not heard the child speak.

This was not his child.

He suddenly had an urge to kill someone at the thought of this.

He felt even more incensed than ever.

Ye Chenyu quickly ran up to his father and wanted to ask another question but he was thrown onto the floor even before he could ask anything.

“Get lost!” Ye Hao said as he flung his son away.

Ye Chenyu landed hard against the floor.

“Sob…”

The sound of the child sobbing loudly echoed throughout the house.

Ye Hao ignored him and continued making his way upstairs.

Xia Jingshu came out of her room when she heard Ye Chenyu’s cries. She hurriedly wheeled herself over to him when she saw that her son was on the floor.

“Xiao Yu, what’s wrong? Did you fall?” she asked anxiously.

The child’s cries were like a knife to her heart. The only thing that could lift her spirits these days was her precious grandson.

“Grandma…” Ye Chenyu said after Menglin picked him up. He lay sprawled on his grandmother’s legs and rubbed at his eyes with his tiny hands.

“Grandma, dad hit me,” he said miserably and burst into tears once again.

Xia Jingshu froze and her frown grew deeper.

She was very confused when she heard that Ye Hao had hit his own son.

Was Ye Hao home? Why didn’t he greet her? And why would he hit his son?

“Alright, Xiao Yu, I’m sure he didn’t mean it. Don’t cry, I’ll make sure to give him a good scolding on your behalf,” she said as she turned her wheelchair around.

She wanted to know why he would hit Ye Chenyu. She knew that although he didn’t like Ye Chenyu, he usually wouldn’t hit or scold his child. In fact, his attitude toward Ye Chenyu had improved a lot after Xi Xi moved out.

She knocked on the door in confusion and said, “Open up, Ye Hao.”

Ye Hao stood facing the window and his face was still incredibly red. He couldn’t find an outlet for his rage, so he felt even more annoyed. He couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation he had heard from the recording at the police station.

Ye Chenyu was not his child, but he was the child of his detestable brother Ye Yi. He didn’t have a son but he was merely the father of another man’s child.