Chapter 1216 - 814: Who Is the Child’s Father? (3)

After finishing speaking, Pu Wei took out a few documents from the bag she brought with her and gave them to her,

"Mrs. Yin, these are my medical records from when I was treated in the hospital after the car accident, and these are my records for treating depression."

Pu Wei spoke earnestly, and Xiao Meng could see her anxiety, as if she was deeply afraid that Xiao Meng wouldn’t believe her.

Xiao Meng took the documents she handed over, flipped through them one by one, and after looking them over, placed them heavily on the table beside her,

"I don’t understand what relation these have to you plagiarizing my thesis..."

"Mrs. Yin, as a professor, one must have certain academic research results within a certain period of time; if there’s nothing to show... I will definitely be looked down upon by others."

"...You are so young, having already become a professor; how could you have no academic results and resort to stealing a student’s graduation thesis?"

"Mrs. Yin, your thesis is really well-written; you saw it yourself, people on the internet even don’t believe it’s just a graduate thesis..."

"Please get to the point, can you?"

"Mrs. Yin... I haven’t delved into academic studies for a long time... It’s not that I can’t write; it’s... having no capacity or energy."

As Su Xiaomeng listened, her eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, her facial expression revealing her growing confusion.

"I have a son..."

"..." Su Xiaomeng was startled.

Pu Wei has a son? Didn’t Chi Lun say Pu Wei has been single all this time? Wasn’t that the reason to try to drag Yin Shixiu down?

How could... there be a son?

"My son... has congenital intellectual disabilities."

Su Xiaomeng felt a pang in her heart, completely new information she hadn’t known.

Chi Lun hadn’t mentioned it, Yin Shixiu hadn’t brought it up last night, and not a single netizen on the forums where posts had been leaked even mentioned that Pu Wei had a son with intellectual disabilities.

She truly had no idea what to say, only feeling... that Pu Wei’s words surprised and confused her while also giving her a foreboding feeling.

"He’s ten years old this year. Before my car accident, he’d always lived at home. I am a vain mother; I don’t want others to know I have a son with disabilities... It sounds like a joke — the family is full of professors, yet there’s a member with intellectual disabilities..."

"My son’s name is Pu Ling. When I named him, I hoped he would have distinct characteristics and grow up to be a person of individuality."

"Who knew... there was no need for him to know; he has been different from others since birth. Hehe..."

"..." Su Xiaomeng just stared at Pu Wei, watching as her eyes became moist, tears pooled, and then overflowed.

"Mrs. Yin... you married a good man, have two outstanding children. I know they are all very brilliant, your son... is even a piano prodigy... Your daughter, so bright and lively, is everyone’s little bundle of joy."

"How... how do you know that..." Su Xiaomeng’s heart went cold, feeling a chill run down her back instantly.

Pu Wei laughed bitterly, "Of course I know... for so many years, I’ve always been very concerned about you all... It’s precisely because I was too concerned about you, that I developed severe depression."

"..."

Su Xiaomeng was completely stunned.

Being watched by a woman, having one’s family followed for such a long time, would make anyone feel frightened.

"I and your husband dated once... I really loved Shixiu, but when he said break up, it was really over... I thought he would turn back; but fate had its way, instead of him turning back to me, he found another woman who he cherishes and loves completely."

"Pu Wei..."

She cried while speaking, took off her black-rimmed glasses, tears fell swiftly, which intensified Su Xiaomeng’s foreboding sense; she was not someone without thoughts...

Some things don’t need to be explained fully, but when dots connect to lines and lines connect to surfaces, it becomes clear.

"Your son is ten years old this year... who is his father..."

Su Xiaomeng looked at Pu Wei; she was the questioner, yet her heart was beating incredibly fast.

She didn’t mind Yin Shixiu’s past, but that doesn’t mean such past is not hard to settle, hard to ignore, and difficult to forgive.

A single mother, a ten-year-old child, always keeping tabs on her family, knowing her children thoroughly...

Pu Wei raised her eyes, she stopped crying, and a pair of intellectual eyes, meant to be filled with knowledge, showed her restraint and pain, as she uttered three words,

"Yin Shixiu."

"..." Su Xiaomeng was completely dumbfounded.

Having suspicions and actually hearing the truth are two different things.