"I pity you, I spit," Zheng Xianghong seethed with hatred, wishing that Xue Baozhu would disappear from her life forever, yet Xue Baozhu dared to show up. Without hesitation, Zheng Xianghong picked up the broom used for sweeping the yard and struck Xue Baozhu with it. Yu Zhen hurriedly intervened, and Gao Jiaxing also stepped in, saying, "Mom, let’s talk this out peacefully." Gao Jiaxing wasn’t afraid of Zheng Xianghong hitting Xue Baozhu, but since Xue Baozhu and Yu Zhen had come, some of the production team members were watching, and he didn’t want them to leave battered or injured, lest others speculate about what had happened. Gao Jiaxing didn’t want to cause a big scene, as it might expose Gao Jiazhi’s identity, making things difficult to settle later. "Jiaxing, help mom drive her out, drive her out. I don’t want to see her at all," Zheng Xianghong’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with tears as she thought about Xue Baozhu’s abandoned child, and her own lost child, staring hatefully at Xue Baozhu. "Xianghong, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not here to fight with you today; I just came to see," Xue Baozhu admitted, knowing her past actions had angered Zheng Xianghong; thus, she deserved the abuse. "Just go, let’s pretend today didn’t happen," said Zheng Xianghong firmly. But since Xue Baozhu had come, how could she give up so easily? At this point, Sun Yuhua said, "Mom, just make things clear. You’re speaking in riddles, and we’re all confused here." With tears in her eyes, Xue Baozhu looked at Gao Jiazhi and said to Zheng Xianghong, "Back then, I had no choice. I know you’re angry and resent me, but after all, I gave birth to him after suffering for ten months. Please let me see him." "I spit. He’s not here for you," Zheng Xianghong replied furiously, looking at Xue Baozhu. "I’ve seen it now; how can you still deny it? Just think of the hardship I went through giving birth and pity me," Xue Baozhu pleaded tearfully, a pitiable sight as she stared at Gao Jiazhi. Sun Yuhua widened her eyes, "What do you mean? You’re saying Jiazhi is your son? How is that possible?" "How can it not be? I recognized him straight away; he looks so much like his father," said Xue Baozhu. "That’s not possible; Jiazhi looks like my mother-in-law," replied Sun Yuhua. Xia Xiao and Gao Jiaxing were speechless looking at Sun Yuhua, but said nothing. Gao Jiazhi kept a cold expression and remained silent. "Zheng Xiangwei and Xianghong, the two siblings, used to look similar, and Jiazhi resembles his father more," said Xue Baozhu, who had loved Zheng Xiangwei back then; otherwise, with so many pursued her, she wouldn’t have chosen Zheng Xiangwei. But Zheng Xiangwei had died on the battlefield, and when Xue Baozhu gave birth to Gao Jiazhi at nineteen, she was very young. With Zheng Xiangwei gone, Xue Baozhu lost her sense of security and wasn’t sure how to survive with a child. Yu Weiming still had feelings for her, so Xue Baozhu agreed to go with Yu Weiming, also because she felt insecure. Xue Baozhu didn’t regret marrying Yu Weiming, but now that she was middle-aged, she wanted to acknowledge her biological son. "Comrade Xiang Hong, please pity my mother. She remembered all these years, just didn’t know where to find you," Yu Zhen pleaded. This update ıs available on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥 "Pah!" Zheng Xianghong was so angry, she wanted to spit on both mother and daughter, almost striking with the broom again, "She didn’t know? Everyone had been in the military; isn’t there a file? If she truly wanted to know, how could she not? Xue Guiying, don’t put on this fake pitiful act. I’m telling you, that child was gone the moment you abandoned him." Xue Baozhu’s expression changed as soon as Zheng Xianghong finished speaking. She hurriedly said, "No, that’s impossible. You’re lying to me. Jiazhi is definitely my son. You’re lying, Zheng Xianghong. How could you be so cruel? My son is right in front of me, yet you won’t let me acknowledge him." Zheng Xianghong nearly laughed with frustration. She said toward Xue Baozhu, "I’m lying? When you brought that child here initially, I was already heavily pregnant. I had to take care of my own child. How could I care for your son as well?" Despite Zheng Xianghong’s denial, Xue Baozhu wouldn’t believe it; she was convinced that Gao Jiazhi was her son. At that time, Gao Jiazhi spoke up, "Ma’am, please go back. I have my own mother and I would never randomly acknowledge someone else as my mother. Not to mention that I’m not your son, even if I were, after being abandoned for over thirty years, I wouldn’t recognize you." "Jiazhi, you truly are my child. I wouldn’t misrecognize my own," Xue Baozhu tried to say more, but Gao Jiazhi replied coldly, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, abandoning a son for over thirty years and now coming to find him. You may miss having a son, but don’t mistakenly acknowledge someone. Our family is very happy and content. Please don’t disturb us. Please leave, otherwise, it’ll get ugly for you." "Get out of here now." Zheng Xianghong swung her broom at Xue Baozhu and her daughter, startling them and making them step back. Xia Xiao and Gao Jiaxing also coldly asked Xue Baozhu and Yu Zhen to leave. Seeing that they were hesitating, Zheng Xianghong swept the leaves and dust from the courtyard toward them, prompting Xue Baozhu and Yu Zhen to hastily exit. With a bang, Zheng Xianghong shut the courtyard door. Xue Baozhu looked completely dejected. Yu Zhen said, "Mom, don’t be sad. Comrade Xiang Hong just can’t accept it right now, she will forgive you." "Zhen, your brother must know by now. He won’t acknowledge me; he doesn’t want to recognize me," wept Xue Baozhu. Yu Zhen replied, "Mom, wipe your tears so no one sees them," she whispered. "Brother is just struggling to accept it right now; Mom, don’t think too much, let’s go back home." Xue Baozhu, still looking back toward the Gao family’s large gate every few steps, was pulled away by Yu Zhen. Meanwhile, the Gao family experienced a moment of silence; everyone stood still, not knowing what to say, and no one spoke a word. Zheng Xianghong threw the broom down and went straight back to her room. "Xia Xiao, the water in the meat stew has dried up," Shitou said, and Xia Xiao, startled, rushed toward the kitchen. Gao Jiaxing looked at Gao Jiazhi, his face full of conflict, not knowing what to say. Sun Yuhua wanted to say something to Gao Jiazhi as well, but she didn’t know how to start. However, she now believed Xue Baozhu’s words. Sun Yuhua always felt that Gao Guoqiang favored Gao Jiaxing. Now, she had even more reason, as apparently, Gao Jiazhi was not Gao Guoqiang’s son. And to think that Gao Jiazhi and Yu Zhen were siblings from the same mother but different fathers. Considering that Yu Zhen’s father was an army regiment commander, Sun Yuhua thought it wouldn’t be so bad for Gao Jiazhi to acknowledge his mother. When Gao Guoqiang came back home and entered his room, he fell into silence upon learning from Zheng Xianghong that Xue Baozhu had come over. At dinner, the Gao family ate quietly, everyone preoccupied with their own thoughts, no one speaking. Even Xia Xiao felt the atmosphere was very oppressive. After dinner, Zheng Xianghong finally said to Gao Jiazhi, "Jiazhi, you are the son I bore for ten months. Don’t believe her words."