Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 119:

Chapter 119: Chapter 119:

Who says it isn’t?

Ye Jian’an, an Ao City resident, came to Hong Kong to conduct business and ended up abducting Fu Xingzhou’s biological mother.

Incredibly, this person was also his wife’s biological father.

Such a dramatic plot could likely only be found in novels.

But art imitates life, and sometimes life is even more melodramatic than fiction.

Any coincidence that occurred would not be surprising.

"Does Dr. Ye know about this?"

"It’s better she doesn’t know." Fu Xingzhou took the wine glass handed to him by Tang Jingyao, "Even though I know this doesn’t concern her, I still don’t know how to face her."

No matter how much one denies it, one can’t deny the ties of blood.

Seeing Ye Yan inevitably reminded him of Ye Jian’an.

The hurdle in his heart would require time to overcome.

Tang Jingyao was very aware of Fu Xingzhou’s feelings at that moment, the wounds of childhood, even with two decades gone, still unable to be smoothed over.

Some scars heal, but can still be brutally reopened.

"What do you plan to do, keep avoiding Dr. Ye like this? She is bound to become suspicious."

"I’ll head back to Hong Kong first; the old man’s condition hasn’t been great these past few days."

Thinking of Fu Wei Jun’s illness made Fu Xingzhou feel more troubled.

Old Mrs. Fu’s health was deteriorating day by day, and watching Fu Wei Jun wither away like this, the two most important people in his life were hovering on the brink of death.

"Still no donor found?"

"Yeah."

"Relying solely on the hospital won’t work, the chances are too slim," Tang Jingyao said. "Have you had people watching the black market?"

"I’ve increased the reward, but there’s still no news."

Fu Xingzhou took a drag of his cigarette, "I’ve had people taking blood samples from major institutions in both Ao City and Hong Kong, hoping for a result."

Compared to other fields, schools indeed serve as large reservoirs.

Fu Xingzhou didn’t come home that night; the next day, Ye Yan picked up her phone and saw a message he had sent at dawn: he was back in Hong Kong.

Ye Yan faintly felt something was amiss, but she presumed it was just Fu Xingzhou’s mood needing time to recover.

Today, she faced two highly complex surgeries back-to-back, unable to be distracted for a moment.

When Ye Yan stepped out of the operating room, the first thing she did was check her phone for messages.

Except for Meng Tian, Fu Xingzhou hadn’t called or messaged; back in Hong Kong, he seemed to have disappeared.

As Ye Yan hesitated over whether to give him a few days to recover, she received a call from Ye Zhun.

Evening self-study hadn’t started yet, and the young man was currently sitting on the parallel bars in the playground, with the vast starry sky overhead.

"Sister, we had a physical examination at school today."

Ye Yan was somewhat worried, "Did they take blood?"

"They did, but don’t worry, sister," Ye Zhun glanced at the spot where he was bled. Everyone else’s blood draw left a barely visible pinprick, whereas his arm sported a large blue-purple patch.

"Take good care of yourself, you understand?"

"I know, I’m not a kid anymore." Ye Zhun’s long legs swung in the air, "Sis, when will you introduce your husband to me?"

"When you’re on vacation, he and I will come to pick you up."

"Is your husband especially mysterious, is that why you keep him under wraps?"

Ye Yanxiao laughed, "Definitely gave you a fright."

"Sister, have you seen him recently?"

Ye Yan knew Ye Zhun was talking about Ye Jian’an.

Deep down, Ye Zhun still harbored a slight hope for his biological father.

As long as he could reform, stop gambling, and stop making his sister angry, who wouldn’t wish for a happy and harmonious reunion of the family?

"No." Ye Yan didn’t want Ye Zhun to know too much about the adult affairs, especially those so disgracefully disgraceful and unable to be presented publicly.

Her father and Fu Xingzhou’s mother getting together was no wonder Fu Xingzhou couldn’t accept it for a while.

Fu Xingzhou hated his mother, and perhaps by association, anyone related to her was included in his range of abhorrence.

"Sister, if he changes, truly devotes himself to his seafood shop, would you forgive him?" Ye Zhun asked cautiously.

"Xiao Zhun, I will never forgive him, but there is a bond between us that cannot be severed. I will fulfill my responsibilities, but I will not confide in him."

She knew Ye Jian’an too well – he would never change.

Only a naive youth would still hold onto a sliver of hope.

The evening study bell rang, and the young boy quickly said goodbye and jumped off the parallel bars.

Two days later, Ye Yan went to the seafood shop.

These past few days, Fu Xingzhou had not initiated contact with her. Her messages to him were replied to, but hastily, more like a perfunctory response.

Without Fu Xingzhou saying so, she guessed the issue likely involved Ye Jian’an.

Just that the Iron General guarded the entrance to the apparently long-unopened shop.

Ye Yan inquired with nearby merchants, who mentioned that the shop locked up after a fight between the two families.

However, the shop across was still open for business.

Trying Ye Jian’an’s mobile, she got a "service out of area" message.

Where had Ye Jian’an gone?

"Are you looking for Ye Jian’an?" Luo Zhen appeared expressionlessly, holding a suitcase.

Facing Luo Zhen, Ye Yan didn’t know what to say.

Apart from her resemblance to Fu Xingzhou, Luo Zhen’s character was worlds apart.

Perhaps the years of wandering had forged her current personality, but Ye Yan couldn’t regard someone who abandoned her family as fundamentally decent.

"You need not look at me like that, your father is no saint either," Luo Zhen scoffed coldly. "I guess Fu Xingzhou hasn’t been seeking you out lately."

"Do you know where Ye Jian’an is?"

Luo Zhen smiled with a look of knowing everything, "Ye Jian’an is the man who eloped with me back then. He seduced me, persuaded me to run away with him to leave that poor backwater. I couldn’t resist the temptation and left behind both my children and my husband."

"Impossible." Ye Yan’s mind buzzed, "You are from Hong Kong; Ye Jian’an is from Ao City..."

Stopping there, Ye Yan suddenly fell silent.

"You remember now, right? Ye Jian’an once went to Hong Kong for seafood business, and frequently visited our village," Luo Zhen seemed pleased at Ye Yan’s thunderstruck expression, "You should know that before your mother, Ye Jian’an had another woman. But then he got hooked on gambling, lost all his property, and I couldn’t stand living like that and simply walked away."

Even though Ye Yan hadn’t been born yet, the villagers could all confirm the truth of this matter.

Ye Jian’an had once had a beautiful wife, who, after his gambling addiction consumed their fortune, ran off with someone else.

The once wealthy Ye Jian’an had since then lived a life of poverty.

"Where is he now?"

"Do you think Fu Xingzhou would spare his life after finding his enemy?" Luo Zhen was indifferent, "I never expected him to be so ruthless, even forcing his own mother to leave. But it seems he himself might not end up any better; the woman he loves is the daughter of his enemy, if that’s not retribution."