Son?
Impossible.
He never touched Song Wanqiu.
This time and space are the same.
Looking at the photo handed over by the old man.
Calculating the age of the child in the photo slightly, Gong Chen thought of that night years ago.
Song Wanqiu made an excuse to keep him at the apartment.
Before this, Song Wanqiu had been making small moves, and he had been on guard.
That night, he pretended to be drunk and fell asleep, and Song Wanqiu couldn’t do anything, but the next day she acted as if something had happened between them.
He was too lazy to debunk it, at least Song Wanqiu could stay quiet for a while.
So it’s impossible for this child to be his.
Gong Chen stood by, comparing matters of the two timelines with the old man.
He was quite certain the child was Li He’s.
Gong Chen looked at himself, and from his eyes, he determined that he had suspected it too.
But Lin Zhiyi’s video was in the old man’s hands, so he could only accept it.
He just wondered what expression the old man would have when he discovered in the future that the child had nothing to do with the Gong Family.
As a bystander, Gong Chen vigorously shook his head at himself, trying to stop him from falling into the trap again.
But Gong Chen knew in his heart that being born into such a family, he could not completely remove himself from it.
Especially after the Jiang Family’s twin siblings were kidnapped, with their remains found only years later.
Thus, the old man from the Jiang Family became extreme.
The heavy burden suffocated him.
Later, Gong Chen accompanied himself and Lin Zhiyi like air.
Yet he could only watch himself do a series of things that hurt Lin Zhiyi insincerely.
He always reminded himself to wait a bit longer, wait a bit longer...
Everything was about to end.
This had almost become his obsession.
He always thought that after it ended, he and Lin Zhiyi could be together well.
He thought he had protected Lin Zhiyi well.
But unbeknownst to him, Lin Zhiyi and Xingxing were already scarred emotionally and physically.
He didn’t even know about Xingxing’s death.
But the Gong Chen who was watching everything saw it clearly.
Watching his daughter curl up in pain from the infection, watching her repeatedly dial his number on her watch phone.
And the culprit Li He, pretending to be Li Huan, stood at the hospital door watching her die.
Then he used Xingxing’s death to further stimulate Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi’s slender body knelt by the bed, as if in the next moment she would follow Xingxing.
Gong Chen stood beside them, pain spreading in his heart.
He trembled and extended his hand, just about to touch Lin Zhiyi, when a force pulled him into a vortex.
When he steadied himself, he was back with himself again.
He took a family photo from a locked drawer that Lin Zhiyi thought he had thrown away.
In fact, he had hidden them.
Seeing Lin Zhiyi and Xingxing in the photo, his gloomy face finally showed a smile.
At this moment, Chen Jin pushed the door open and placed a document in front of him.
Gong Chen watched him open it, the words ’Divorce Agreement’ printed strikingly on it.
"Is the property handled properly?"
Chen Jin replied, "Everything has been taken care of, moving funds through Li Huan’s company so no one knows, all the money will be deposited into Third Madam’s overseas account, with an amount going into Miss’s fund. Even if Third Madam’s assets are discovered in the future, Miss’s money cannot be touched and will be enough for them to live worry-free for a lifetime."
He nodded, turned a few pages, finding a photo of a house.
Chen Jin continued, "The house in Switzerland has been arranged according to Third Madam and Miss’s preferences. Once the divorce agreement is signed, I will arrange for bodyguards to escort them onto a plane. As per your instructions, no one will know their true destination."
"Mm." He turned another page, showing a photo of a studio, "It looks like what Zhiyi described, she always wanted to be a jewelry designer. Going there, she can peacefully be a designer, her talent definitely will shine."
Chen Jin frowned slightly, "Third Young Master, really no need to explain the designs given to Song Wanqiu in your name by the old man? Third Madam still thinks you sent them."
"No need to say anymore." He glanced at the photos.
"But you are divorcing her, isn’t it right she should know the truth?"

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