Chapter 16

He couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe that his father, who loved him most, would leave all his inheritance to Jian Yu.

“It’s you, you swapped the will, or you used some means to force him to change it! I demand a new notarization!”

Jian Yu sneered, “You want to know why? Fine, I’ll tell you. Because you’re not his biological son at all.”

As if long prepared, someone handed over a paternity test report. Jian Sheng snatched it, and it clearly stated: exclusion of paternity.

Who would have thought that Jian’s father had been deceived by his mistress all those years ago, actually wronging his biological son for so many years for someone who had no relation to him?

His expression instantly went blank. He knew that no matter how deep Jian’s father’s affection for him was, he would never leave his property to an outsider with no blood relation.

“Don’t be so sad. At least the old man still cared about you. He traded all his assets to buy you a way out.

“Though he didn’t really have a choice, did he?

“But thankfully, unlike him, that two-faced scumbag who betrayed my mother, I keep my promises.

“It would’ve been much better if you had just stayed abroad quietly. You came back on your own accord and then did something like this, my dear brother.” His voice became uncharacteristically gentle. “Of course, I’ll let you live, and you’ll live well, in prison, of course.”

Jian Sheng suddenly realized: “It’s you! You conspired with the lawyer to tell me false information and trick me into returning to the country!”

Then, he knelt down again, pleading: “Brother, I was wrong. I’ll never dare again, brother, I really was wrong. Please help me, please help me. I’ll go abroad tomorrow and never come back to bother you again.”

Jian Yu squatted in front of him, his voice very low, his tone still gentle:

“Of course.”

Jian Sheng looked up in surprise: “Really?”

I shook my head from the side. Hadn’t he noticed that when Jian Yu spoke in that tone, it meant someone was about to be unlucky?

Sure enough, the next second, Jian Yu said:

“What I just said was my original plan, but now I’ve changed my mind. Don’t worry, Jian Sheng, you won’t go to prison, because you have a mental illness.”

“I have… a mental illness?” Jian Sheng didn’t react for a moment.

“Yes, my poor brother, driven mad by the fact that he’s not of the Jian family bloodline, even attempted to kidnap and harm me. All these people present are witnesses. You’ll probably never get out of that mental institution.

“Brother, everything you prepared, you can’t let it go to waste.”

Jian Yu finally showed his sharpest side: “Who told you to touch my people?”

There was a commotion outside the door; it turned out someone had called the police and an ambulance.

No, perhaps, Jian Yu had planned it all along.

Finally, facing a completely speechless Jian Sheng, who was overwhelmed by the blow, Jian Yu delivered the final strike.

He publicly announced that he would donate all of the inheritance to support public welfare.

“Those few things the old man left behind, I don’t care for them at all. They were just bait for you.

“Truly worthy of being raised by him, all equally foolish.”