Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1096

Chapter 1096: Heaven’s Punishment

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The homeroom teacher gave an awkward little chuckle as she tried to smooth over the tension in the room. "You’re both new transfers," she said to Xu Sheng and Su Bing with a bright, practiced smile. "This is Su Bing—why don’t you get to know each other a little before heading to your seats?"

Just outside the classroom, the stately woman—elegantly dressed and clearly someone accustomed to more refined surroundings—finally took notice of the other new student. Her eyes fell upon his face, and in that very instant, her heart gave a sudden, involuntary jolt.

She stared, transfixed. That face... it was far too familiar.

After the registration process concluded, students began streaming out of the classroom, saying goodbye to teachers and classmates, reuniting with parents and heading home.

But Yu Fang—still stunned—had only turned her gaze for a moment when she realized the boy called Su Bing had completely vanished. She quickly collected Xu Sheng and asked, "Xu Sheng, do you know that boy named Su Bing?"

Xu Sheng, carrying his schoolbag as he exited the classroom beside his grandmother, nodded readily. His father had dropped him off earlier and already returned to Guangcheng to take care of unfinished business, so Xu Sheng was temporarily staying at his grandmother’s house.

"Of course I know him," he said cheerfully. "Grandma, when I was still in Guangcheng, his family lived just across the street from us. There are three siblings in that house—an older brother, a younger brother, and a little sister. He’s the eldest. I always thought they were really nice."

Yu Fang’s expression shifted as her heart trembled. Three siblings. An eldest brother. And that face—so achingly similar to her own son when he was a boy. Could it really be...?

Memories began to swirl in her mind like a dust storm, whipping up emotions long buried. She had completely forgotten her promise to take Xu Sheng to the library.

"Xu Sheng," she said abruptly, "we won’t be going to the library today. I just remembered something important I have to do. Let’s go home."

The Xu family residence was a historic courtyard house tucked right in the heart of the city. When they arrived, the chauffeur left to service the car, while a team of household staff came bustling out to greet them.

The housekeeper responsible for Xu Sheng took his schoolbag and led the boy off to his room, but Yu Fang dismissed the older maid who attempted to follow her, ascending the stairs alone.

She entered the master bedroom, where her husband lay asleep in their grand old bed—his hair now a soft silver, his breathing shallow and steady. He had been bedridden ever since the stroke several years ago.

Yu Fang sat quietly at the edge of the bed, reaching out with trembling hands for the photo frame on the bedside table. It held a picture of a handsome young man—her son in his prime. Her fingers caressed the image, and tears welled up in her eyes, unbidden and unstoppable. She broke down in a whispery sob, her voice cracking with grief.

"Son... you left us too soon. Your father had a stroke a few years after you were gone. He’s been paralyzed ever since. Sometimes I wonder... was all of this heaven’s punishment for us?"

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