Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife

The old lady in the photo was still very young, seated in a wooden chair, holding one child in her arms, and another stood beside her.

Upon closer inspection, the two children looked strikingly similar.

Fu Xingzhou asked in a low voice, "Do you know why I’m ranked second among my siblings?"

"Is that your brother?"

"Yes." Fu Xingzhou’s gaze swept over the face in the photo, the child standing beside the old lady. "We were twins, he was born five minutes before me, and drowned when he was five. Because of this, Grandmother has been wracked with guilt to this day."

This was the first time Ye Yan heard Fu Xingzhou speak of his origin. Before, she only knew that he had suffered a lot in his childhood.

"Back then, our family was poor, and our birth mother couldn’t endure the hardship. She ran off with a man from another place. Grandmother endured all the bitterness to bring us up from infancy, taking care of the two of us brothers while also working outside to supplement the family income. That day, Grandmother took my elder brother to the seaside to mend fishing nets for people, and he was swept away by the waves while playing. By the time he was found, his body was already decomposed."

Ye Yan couldn’t help but place her hand over the back of his, the warmth passing through their skin.

"Grandmother’s illness has also become chronic due to taking care of us," Fu Xingzhou’s expression suddenly turned cold. "That’s why that woman is unforgivable."

Since she gave birth to them, why did she abandon them?