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Hearing Old Zhao suddenly say that I have six wives, I lost my balance and fell off my chair.
"Old Zhao, are you joking? Or did our family go bankrupt and you're planning to sell me off?" I said as I clumsily sat back down. I couldn't believe what Old Zhao was saying. Ha, six wives? Why not just say I'm Qin Shi Huang, then I would have three thousand beauties in my harem!
Old Zhao grinned, placing a file folder in front of me before returning to his original seat. He exchanged glances with Ke Hong and then began to scold me playfully.
"You little rascal, what bankruptcy? No one in Lake City dares to make the Zhao Family go bankrupt!"
After saying that, he fiddled with his wine glass and downed a shot before continuing, "Actually, our family isn't what you think. Our main business isn't construction materials; it's nightclubs and bars. I have thousands of underlings, the kind you know as Underworld Bosses. And those wives of yours are part of the agreements I made with those old dogs. Yet here I am, Old Zhao, having produced a son!"
As he finished speaking, there was an undeniable pride in Old Zhao's eyes.
At this point, my brain completely short-circuited. Even my hands froze, my facial expression blank, and I couldn't even blink.
No, it can't be! How is this possible? With how Old Zhao and my mother raised me, the environment I grew up in—how could I possibly be the son of an Underworld Boss? Not to mention those six marriage certificates in my hands.
Haha, it's fake! It must be fake! Old Zhao is just boasting again.
Seeing my stunned expression, Ke Hong didn't refute Old Zhao's words either. As for Old Zhao, he fiddled with his phone for a moment before putting it down.
I gathered my emotions and set the marriage certificates aside, smiling at Old Zhao. "Come on, Old Zhao, stop joking around. This kind of joke isn't funny at all. Underworld? How could that be true? Hahaha, right, Mom?"
When I turned to look at Ke Hong while laughing, she was staring at me with a completely expressionless face. At moments like this, I knew either we were discussing something serious or Old Zhao was telling the truth.
My smile faded into a grimace.
What? An Underworld Boss?! I had no idea! All those so-called business partners who came to our house were actually his underlings? This secrecy was taken too far!
Just as I was struggling to process this shocking revelation, there was a sudden urgent knocking at the door.
Hearing that, Old Zhao calmly walked over to open it. As soon as the door swung open, an anxious voice called out, "Boss! What happened? Why so sudden?"
I turned to see a group of muscular men standing at the door, their expressions fierce.
If this was related to what Old Zhao had just been doing on his phone, then their speed was incredible; it hadn't even been a minute since they appeared!
Old Zhao chuckled and said to the leader among them, "No worries! Let me formally introduce you to my son, Zhao Lun."
Then everyone bowed deeply towards me in shock and shouted loudly, "Greetings, Xiao Zhao!"
The scene felt like something out of a horror movie from before liberation.
Under the care of Old Zhao and Ke Hong since childhood, I had never encountered such a grand scene. I simply sat there in a daze, my chopsticks falling to the ground, my mouth agape as if I could fit an egg inside.
"You little brat, how long do you want them to keep this up?"
Old Zhao's scolding yanked my thoughts back from the shock.
I immediately stood up and rushed over to them, bowing in response. "Everyone, please don’t treat me like this; my name is..."
"Look at you, acting like someone who's never seen the world. If this gets out, it’ll be embarrassing for the Old Zhao family. You’re such a coward."
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