A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 272 This Child

Zhuang Qingxiang got nervous and immediately held the scissors in front of her chest.

"What exactly do you want? Get out of here right now, or I won't be polite!"

Lu Guoqiang burst into laughter: "What are you afraid of? I'm negotiating with you, so you'd better think it over carefully."

Zhuang Qingxiang gritted her teeth: "Making conditions? You can meet all the conditions I set?"

"That's right!" Lu Guoqiang patted his chest. "Go and ask around, I, Lu Guoqiang, always keep my word."

Zhuang Qingxiang nodded: "Alright, then my condition is that you two leave my house immediately and disappear from my sight!"

"That won't do." Lu Guoqiang shook his head and said with a grin, "Unless... you agree to come with me first."

Before she could finish speaking, Guan Jing suddenly turned sharply to look at Zhuang Qingxiang, pointed at the child on the bed, and shrieked, "Whose child is this? Tell me!"

Lu Guoqiang disliked the shrill noise. He turned to protest, but his gaze inadvertently fell on the child Guan Jing was pointing at. He paused, then said, "Huh? This child..."

Zhuang Qingxiang saw that the two men were eyeing her child and became so nervous that she felt like vomiting. Ignoring everything else, she quickly got onto the kang (a heated brick bed) while their attention was elsewhere. She rushed to Xiao Chenglin's side, hugged him tightly with one hand, and held up a pair of scissors in the other, facing Guan Jing and Lu Guoqiang warily.

"Zhuang Qingxiang, whose child is this?" Guan Jing gritted her teeth and continued to ask, "Is it the child Lu Congyue adopted?"

What a load of rubbish about adoption! Did he have a child with a woman somewhere and raise it by his side?

"No!" Zhuang Qingxiang was puzzled as to why she was suddenly staring at the child like that. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "This is my son, and that is the adopted child."

"Your child?" Guan Jing gasped, instinctively asking, "Is this child yours with...?"

"This is my son with my ex-husband!" Zhuang Qingxiang answered quickly. "Why are you asking this?"

Guan Jing's mind was in complete chaos.

Is this child Zhuang Qingxiang had with her husband?

Why does this child look so much like Lu Congyue, or even Lu Sheng?

This is wrong, very wrong...

Guan Jing forgot about her back pain and stared intently at the child that Zhuang Qingxiang was protecting.

There are only two possibilities: one is that Zhuang Qingxiang's man looks very much like Lu Congyue. Is that possible? What are the chances?

Another possibility is that Lu Congyue had been having an affair with Zhuang Qingxiang for a long time, and that poor man was cuckolded!

Thinking about it more deeply, there might be something fishy about that man's death.

This possibility is much higher than the first one.

A secret excitement welled up inside Guan Jing.

As long as we catch Lu Congyue doing this, we're not afraid he won't obey us.

At this moment, Lu Guoqiang also stared at the child in Zhuang Qingxiang's arms, and even wanted to climb onto the kang (a heated brick bed) to take a closer look.

Although Lu Yue was very scared, she bravely stood in front of her mother and younger brother, spreading out her short arms to try to stop the danger from approaching.

"Don't come any closer! Don't go near my mom and brother, you bad person!"

"Get out of my way, you brat!"

Lu Guoqiang wanted to get a good look at the child, but when he saw someone blocking his way, he impatiently shoved the person aside.

Seeing the little girl being thrown out, Zhuang Qingxiang's eyes widened in fury.

The scene before her death in her past life flashed before her eyes again. Back then, the little girl also wanted to protect her, but she was kicked away.

"Bastard!" she yelled, swinging the scissors in her hand without hesitation.

Lu Guoqiang screamed as he reached out to snatch the child, pulling his hand back. A deep cut appeared on the back of his hand, made by Zhuang Qingxiang with scissors just moments before.

Blood gushed out, and Lu Guoqiang cried out.

Seeing her son injured, Guan Jing forgot about the child and hurriedly grabbed Lu Guoqiang's arm, her voice trembling as she cried out, "Guoqiang, how are you? My God, you're hurt... Zhuang Qingxiang, are you crazy? How could you hurt my son?!"

Zhuang Qingxiang gripped the scissors and pointed them at her.

"Yes, I hurt him! You'd better get him out of here right now, or you'll be next!"

"Are you crazy!" Guan Jing cursed, but fearing Zhuang Qingxiang might go berserk with the scissors, she pulled Lu Guoqiang back. "You shrew! You crazy woman! How dare you hurt my son! You just wait!"

"Guoqiang, you're bleeding so much! Oh my god, hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

As Guan Jing spoke, she pulled Lu Guoqiang towards the exit.

This time, Lu Guoqiang was quite obedient. He didn't hold Zhuang Qingxiang back, but quietly left with her.

After leaving Lu Congyue's house, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom, doesn't that child look a lot like Lu Congyue?"

He felt somewhat resentful when he asked that question.

Why is it that they are both Lu Sheng's sons, yet Lu Congyue, who has never met him since childhood, looks like him, while he himself resembles his mother more?

Now, even Lu Congyue's son looks like Lu Sheng.

One can imagine how happy Lu Sheng must be to see his grandson.

By this time, Lu Guoqiang had already decided that the child was Lu Congyue's.

He was unwilling and resentful!

Turning her head to look at the gate of Lu Congyue's house, she abruptly shook off Guan Jing's hand and walked back.

"Guoqiang, what are you doing?" Guan Jing hurriedly stopped him.

"Mom, let's take that child away!" Lu Guoqiang said through gritted teeth.

Guan Jing's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked around. Fortunately, it was cold and there were few people around, so no one would hear what she said.

She lowered her voice: "Don't act rashly yet. We need to investigate some things carefully before making any decisions."

"Investigate what?" Lu Guoqiang gritted his teeth in hatred. "There's no need to investigate that child; it's obviously Lu Congyue's son. We can't let him have him!"

Guan Jing couldn't help but lightly pat him: "Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what that widow said?"

"Huh?" Lu Guoqiang frowned. He had been focused on taking a closer look at the child and hadn't paid attention to anything else.

"What are you thinking about all day?" Guan Jing slapped him again, still annoyed. "She just told me that the child is hers and her husband's! I checked her information; her husband was an ordinary farmer from Dongya Village. He died in the mountains when the child was just a month old. Tell me... how much could her husband look like that bastard? Wasn't it a coincidence that he died?"

Guan Jing spoke very softly, afraid of being overheard.

Lu Guoqiang listened intently, and understood!

He looked at Guan Jing in surprise: "You mean, they've been having an affair for a long time?"

"Most likely!" Guan Jing sneered. "We'll find out when we get back. If it's true, hehe..."

"Then go investigate!" Lu Guoqiang chuckled. "The clearer the investigation, the better."

After saying that, he complained, "Haven't you seen this before? Why didn't you notice it sooner?"

Guan Jing glared at him: "What do you know? You'll only be able to tell when the child grows up, and they'll look more and more like him as they get older..."

Lu Guoqiang muttered dismissively, "What could I possibly know? I don't even have kids yet! I'll understand once I have them."

Hearing this, Guan Jing felt a pang of sadness.

His ability to have children remains to be seen...