Zong Siqi’s eyes lit up as he responded quickly, “You two have been sleeping in separate beds for over a year now, so there’s no moral issue with me being with Yan-jie. It’s just that the paperwork hasn’t been finalized yet.”

Zong Chun froze, struck as if by lightning, staring at Madam Zong in disbelief, his whole body swaying as if he could hardly stand.

[Oh wow, Madam Zong made her choice—to join forces with Zong Siqi against Zong Chun!]

The Qin family was just as surprised. With her reactions before, they hadn’t thought she’d snap out of her romantic delusions so quickly.

The paparazzi seized on the mention of divorce, immediately firing questions at Zong Chun, who, still disoriented, finally began to realize how precarious his situation was.

His face went through a series of color changes before he forced himself to adopt his usual genteel demeanor, though it was strained. Suppressing his anger, he lowered his stance, saying, “My dear, talk of divorce was just a momentary lapse of judgment. Are you really going to ruin everything over this… child? I can forgive you for this mistake. After all, we’ve been married for many years. I can endure a bit more for your sake, as I want us to continue our life together. Now, it’s up to you—will you trust me or this scheming boy?”

Zong Chun knew how to manipulate Madam Zong. His words struck a nerve, and Madam Zong hesitated, seeming to remember their years together. Despite everything, part of her was reluctant to let go, recalling all he had endured for her when he loved her.

[This is getting boring… such a letdown.]

Then Qin Xian leaned over and whispered to Ji Fei, “Did you notice his wording? ‘Endure a bit more for her sake’?”

Ji Fei froze, immediately curious and began to investigate.

The rest of the Qin family overheard Qin Xian’s remark and couldn’t help but become intrigued as well.

[Oh. My. Gosh! At this moment, I almost feel sorry for Madam Zong. Turns out the despicable do have their pitiful moments. Zong Chun, you are truly unforgivable!]

The Qin family’s eyes widened in shock.

What could it be?! Anything that could make Ji Fei react this way had to be juicy.

But before Ji Fei could reveal the answer, Zong Siqi spoke up with a righteous tone, “Uncle, how can you be so shameless? You’re manipulating Yan-jie to come back to you?”

Zong Chun’s face fell as he glared at Zong Siqi in disbelief.

Before he could stop him, Zong Siqi had already taken Madam Zong’s hand, saying, “Yan-jie, I’m sorry. But the truth is, it’s not you who’s infertile—it’s him! Think about it, Yan-jie. My uncle always finishes in just a minute or two. How could he possibly get you pregnant? Do you think he’s really that noble and pure? No, he just can’t perform! The only reason he wants Yu Rouyin so desperately is that seeing her makes him feel capable, and he wants to prove himself a real man!”

The revelation was thunderous, leaving the paparazzi frantically checking their recording devices to ensure they had captured every word of this bombshell.

The rest of the onlookers, equally astonished, turned their eyes to Zong Chun.

The man who had played countless romantic leads… was only good for a minute or two?

Madam Zong, how had she endured all these years, even blaming herself for her infertility?

“No… that’s… impossible,” Madam Zong stammered, staring at Zong Siqi, her voice trembling as if this truth had shaken her to the core.

Zong Siqi leaned closer to her and whispered something, causing Madam Zong’s face to flush red before turning ashen.

In the end, her eyes filled with a cold, fierce anger as they locked onto Zong Chun.

Everyone around was dying to know what he had whispered.

But only the Qin family understood.

[Zong Siqi must have told her to compare her experiences with him versus her husband’s. She’s probably realizing she never actually found satisfaction with Zong Chun. Since she was young, she was groomed by him, held in awe, and never even thought to ask anyone else if things could be different.]

[Neither of them ever conceived, but they couldn’t find the reason. Since infertility ran in her family, Madam Zong assumed it was her fault and never questioned Zong Chun’s health. Whenever she suggested treatment, Zong Chun dismissed it, sweet-talking her into thinking it wasn’t a big deal. Over the years, she bore the guilt of not giving him a child.]

[Zong Chun shamelessly used this, which is why he felt bold enough to pursue Yu Rouyin and demand a divorce. He figured that, even if they split, Madam Zong would never be free of him. What a cunning, despicable man!]

The Qin family couldn’t help but look at Zong Chun with disdain. He truly was a deplorable man.

[No wonder he recovered so quickly from the drug—turns out he’s incapable. Mystery solved!]

The Qin family chuckled in understanding.

Meanwhile, Zong Chun’s face had gone completely white, as if his mind couldn’t keep up with everything happening around him.

“You… you don’t believe him, do you?” Zong Chun was still trying to deny it.

At that moment, Madam Zong’s expression turned icy. “Fine. Let’s go to the hospital and get tested. If you’ve lied to me, Zong Chun, I swear you’ll pay.”

“You… you’re insane! You would insult me like this? If you go through with this, even if I’m proven innocent, I will never forgive you!”

Even now, Zong Chun tried to intimidate her, putting on an indignant, heroic act to scare her into backing down.

“Get this straight—I never physically cheated on you. Unlike you!”

But just as he tried to take the moral high ground, someone in the crowd called out, “Never cheated? Maybe it’s because you knew you couldn’t keep up and didn’t want other women finding out and exposing you?”

No one looked back to see who spoke; they just knew it sounded very plausible.

Qin Xian looked down at Ji Fei, giving her a wary look.

Ji Fei looked up at him with an innocent blink of her eyes.

[I couldn’t help it. My thoughts just slipped out. I only just realized why this shameless man never actually tried anything with Yu Rouyin. She thought he was noble and respectful, but he was just afraid to reveal his problem. He wanted to secure her as his wife first, so once she was his, she’d be bound to his secret.]

The Qin family, overhearing Ji Fei’s thoughts, nodded in agreement. It made perfect sense.

Encouraged by Ji Fei’s sharp comment, Madam Zong angrily declared, “Test. We’re doing this test, no matter what!”

“You… crazy woman, calm down! I’m done with you!” Zong Chun snapped, turning to leave. But before he went, he shot the reporters a menacing glare. “He’s slandering me, and I’ll sue him for defamation!”

Ah… the classic “deny, deny, deny,” but nobody bought it. Even the paparazzi couldn’t help but pity this man clinging to his pride.

[An impulsive confrontation, and now a lifetime of shame. Old Zong, let’s light a candle for you.]

As Zong Chun passed by, the Qin family could barely hold back their laughter, each pinching themselves to stifle their smiles.

Finally, the hotel staff arrived, taking their sweet time dispersing the crowd. Ji Fei suspected they’d been enjoying the drama on the surveillance cameras.

The onlookers, thoroughly entertained by the scandal’s twists and turns, left satisfied, each wearing a smirk as they returned to their rooms.

Once the paparazzi were escorted out, the Qin family also headed back.

Downstairs, the lobby was buzzing with guests and staff alike whispering, phones in hand, discussing the unfolding scandal. It seemed like the internet was about to blow up.

Naturally, the Qin family checked their phones, and sure enough, the trending topics were ablaze:

**#ZongChunRealMenDon’tLastTwoMinutes**

**#ZongChunManipulatesHisWife**

**#NephewAndUncleShareAWife: Moral Depravity or…**

**#TheLovingHusbandFacadeFinallyShattered, Infertility Truth Exposed**

**#ManWithBigTalk**

**#NephewAspiresToReplaceUncle**

**#WhoHasWorseLuckThanYuRouyin**