The little girl’s delicate cries made Lianshan and Shuzhen’s hearts skip a beat, and they hurriedly rushed out. As soon as they yanked the door open, they indeed saw Lian En standing there with a pale face, tears streaming down like a string of broken beads. Well, no need to ask, they already knew that the child had just happened to overhear their conversation! Indeed, upon seeing them emerge, the little guy raised his hand to wipe away his tears harshly. With reddened eyes, his small mouth opened and closed several times, and he finally asked determinedly, "Dad, Mom, am I really not your child? Then, who is my real father, whose child am I really?" Those reddened eyes were staring unblinkingly at the couple, his small body trembling as if at any moment, he might collapse under the blow. Lianshan felt a pang of heartache and didn’t know how to tell him the truth. Quickly, he smiled and admitted his mistake, looking at him with sincerity, "Hey, it’s not like that, my boy, you’ve misunderstood. It’s your dad who made your mom angry, and she was just talking nonsense! Look at your temperament, it’s just like your dad’s, how could you not be my son?" "Dad, you’re lying. You’ve never been good at lying. The more you try to deceive someone, the more sincere your smile becomes, and you stare at people without blinking." Lian En cried as he spoke, seeing right through Lianshan’s facade. Lianshan awkwardly touched his nose, thinking that having a son too smart wasn’t always a good thing! Lianshan scratched his head, trying to think of another way to dodge, but Lian En wasn’t giving him that chance, "Dad, you’ve always loved me the most, so can you tell me the truth? Dad, even if the truth is unbearable, I want to know, I have the right to know. I’m in fourth grade, I’m not a clueless little kid, please don’t use the excuse that I’m too young to understand to brush me off, okay?" Initially, Shuzhen felt regret that her moment of anger and thoughtless words were overheard by the child. She was thinking about how to divert the situation, so that the little child wouldn’t have to bear too much pressure. Even though the Dai family would eventually learn of his existence and wouldn’t give up trying to take him from her, Shuzhen didn’t want to prematurely tell Lian En everything, leading him to harbor resentment and stand with her in defiance against his deadbeat father. Even if it couldn’t be concealed forever, the later it was revealed, the better. If she could delay it another twenty-four hours, wouldn’t the child be able to be carefree for a day? But seeing Lian En with his tear-filled eyes, desperately pleading for the truth, Shuzhen couldn’t help but recall her previous life when her beloved son, whom she had raised with great effort, left her without looking back for his deadbeat father, leaving her crying with a broken heart. Even if she had locked him in the room and refused to let him out unless he promised never to meet the Dai family again, he would hit the door angrily, calling her selfish for disregarding his future out of spite. His harsh words, like poisoned daggers, stabbed at her relentlessly. The image of her son yearning to enjoy the riches of the Dai family in his past life overlapped with the small figure insisting on the truth before her, and years of effort and persistence collapsed in an instant. A strong wave of anger rushed through her, and Shuzhen heard herself say in an icy cold voice, "Do you really want to know the truth? You should ask me. After all, I’m the one involved. There’s no one in the world who knows the truth better than I do, right?" Her voice carried an icy coldness that made Lian En fear from the bottom of his heart, knowing that the so-called truth was certainly not good. Instinctively, he should have shaken his head and denied it, but a voice in his heart argued vehemently, urging him to nod affirmatively, indicating his desire to hear the truth and to know why out of the four children in the family, whose other three were cherished like treasures by their mother, only he couldn’t earn a genuine smile no matter how hard he tried. "Shuzhen, don’t..., calm down. The child is still young, don’t treat him as an equal. Let’s talk about it later, don’t make rash decisions. Once some words are said, it’s not easy to make amends!" Seeing his wife being provoked to the point of wanting to reveal everything to Lian En, Lianshan quickly intervened, afraid that in a moment of impulsiveness, she would spill both what should and shouldn’t be said. No matter how understanding and mature Lian En seemed, he was still a seven-year-old child. Such a heavy truth, how could his tender shoulders bear it? "No, Dad, I’m not a little kid anymore, I want to hear it!" Little Lian En said stubbornly, unwilling to back down or compromise. "Fine, if you want to hear it, I’ll tell you!" Shuzhen picked up the crying Xinyue, who had wet her pants, and went into the room to change her clothes and wash her face and hands. Lianshan sighed helplessly and also washed his big son’s tear-streaked face. He wanted to advise him against being stubborn, but unfortunately, the little guy refused to communicate, not uttering a single word. "Alright, husband, take Xinyue and find the twins, let me talk to Lian En. In the current situation, honesty is better than concealment. Besides, he would find out sooner or later, wouldn’t he? Since Lian En accidentally overheard our conversation, we might as well say it straightforwardly. It’s better to let him understand all the ins and outs thoroughly than to let him imagine wild alternatives." Unable to bear seeing her husband stuck between her and their son, Shuzhen pushed Xinyue into his arms, gesturing for him to make an exit. As for the conversation, she would handle it. "Then, you guys talk, I’ll listen. In case there’s anything missing or incorrect, I can help supplement or correct it, can’t I?" After pondering for a while, Lianshan said this. Seeing them both determined to speak and listen, both stubborn and headstrong, Lianshan gave up hope of stopping them. He only thought of attending as a listener, ensuring that mother and son didn’t say anything irreparable in their agitation. Seeing his insistence on staying, Shuzhen refrained from saying more. She just looked up at the little kid with a pale face, red eyes crying like a little bunny, and said, "Indeed, what you heard was not wrong, you are not your father Lianshan’s child." That simple statement made the little fellow shiver uncontrollably. He felt like he had fallen into an icy hole in the middle of winter, with a chill penetrating his internal organs. Even though he stubbornly insisted on listening to the truth, deep down, Lian En hoped his mother would pull out a broom and give him a good spanking for doubting his own parentage over a couple of words in anger! How could it be, how could she admit it so straightforwardly, admit that he was a wild child?