My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 875

Chapter 875: Chapter 859: Not Biological Chapter 875: Chapter 859: Not Biological Wu Liangliang, turned out not to be his son, but Ren Ying’s child with another man, and who else could that man be?

Other than Su Haoran, who else could it be?

No wonder Su Haoran was so dedicated in helping them, not strange that he would perform such a surgery for Wu Liangliang, fully aware that it was illegal, yet he still did it, did it with all his might.

At that time, he was still deeply grateful, not knowing how many times he had thanked Su Haoran, even planning to repay him for the rest of his life, but what was the result?

He had become the butt of a huge joke.

It turned out to be nothing but deep father-son affection.

It was simply natural, rightful.

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And what was he, a live turtle played in the palms of Su Haoran and Ren Ying, or a big green turtle?

In his whole life, Su Haoran would probably never forget the look in Wu Bin’s eyes at that moment, so sinister, and as cold as that of a venomous snake coiling over his head, biting fiercely into his neck.

As he was taken away, his lips trembled, leaving him speechless.

What are you going to do to Liangliang?

His voice trembled with terror, Liangliang was just a child, he had done nothing wrong, all the faults were mine, if you want revenge come at me, spare him.

And he would have been better off not saying a word, for with that statement, the light in Wu Bin’s eyes turned blood-red.

Such a spontaneous confession, wasn’t it?

Even so, even after seeing that document, even though he knew, Ren Li would not deceive him, because there was no point in deceiving him, right?

Because after he came out, he would check for himself, Ren Li wouldn’t bother wasting the effort to make a fake certificate for him.

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And yet, he naively believed it.

At the first instance, he truly believed Ren Li.

Thinking back, Ren Li was probably the only one who had never deceived him in this life.

Her personality was straightforward, never beating around the bush, certainly never liking to lie, while it was Ren Ying who was always deceitful.

Ren Ying deceived him, deceived his parents, and wasted his time, everything he had, and also his son.

She had always been chauffeured in cars, it seemed she had only taken the bus with classmates when she was in school, and now she truly forgot what riding a bus felt like.

Today, she finally experienced it again.

Crowded, dirty, chaotic.

Many people rubbed against her, almost making her scream out loud.

Did she still think she was a celestial being?

Now, she was not even a middle-aged woman but a woman over forty, old and dusty, with eye bags larger than her eyes and wrinkles deep enough to trap flies on her head.

Besides, there were only aunties around her, who would take advantage of her?

It was just that the bus was too crowded, so crowded there was no helping it, everyone had to squeeze and shove.

If she didn’t like it, she could take a taxi, right?

Since she wanted to save money, then she had to accept either the crowd or the squeeze.

Regardless of how the Ren and Wu families were doing, everyone on the bus was used to the crowd.

The bus swayed and shook for who knows how long, always crowded, but at a certain stop, more people got off than usual.

Of course, even more people boarded, and it was fortunate that many had gotten off, creating several vacant seats so they could finally sit down.

When they sat, not just Mother Ren but even Ying felt like her legs were about to break.

Looking out through the bus window, she saw the prosperity rivaling that of Beijing’s inner city, with skyscrapers rising from the ground.

When had all these been built?

With so many vehicles coming and going, when had they appeared, and all these people, what on earth was happening here?

Sometimes, it seemed even busier than downtown Beijing.

“This place has developed really fast,” Father Ren sighed, “Back in the day, you could cross this area and see nothing but desolation, without a soul in sight.

It’s been just a few years since I last came here, and now there are so many tall buildings?”

“Yeah,” Father Wu, who had been silent, didn’t know what to feel inside.

Perhaps he was the one who should be making such a lament.

He had lived a carefree life, doing business all his life.

As a businessman, intuition develops over time.