Ye Fei Ye

Jin Yang received a birthday present at the age of 20. He received a baby wrapped in a blanket and placed it in a box. The paternity test results told him that this was indeed his child.

What? What did that happen? In Jin Yang's memory, he had never had sex with a woman. How did this child come about?

Lin Shenshen had gotten pregnant before marriage and was despised by her family. She had liked Jin Yang for many years, but one day, she disappeared. She would never pester Jin Yang again and stop him from getting close to other girls.

Jin Yang gave the child a name. He realized that this brat was very smart, but his personality was becoming more and more like the girl in his memory.

Six years later, at Lin Shenshen's lowest, Jin Yang found her along with his son.

"I'll find you a beautiful stepmother."

"What about my own mother? Is she not as pretty as this young lady?"

Lin Shenshen picked up her son and kissed him on the cheek.

"Where did this child come from?"

"Baby, let Mommy tell you—you were born in Mommy's dream!" The couple, Lin Shenshen and Jin Yang, kept teasing the little kid.

Jin Yang, "Honey, why don't you elaborate? How did you give birth in your dream?!"



Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife

After a while, he shyly started speaking, "Father, today at the hospital, when Aunt Isabel was holding me while I got my injection, I accidentally touched her chest." 


Percy Stanton's complexion darkened instantly.


An unfathomable emotion started stirring in his heart.


Raymond Thompson, oblivious, continued, "Father, you said that a woman's chest should not be touched lightly. Despite my inadvertent contact, the fact remains that I did touch Sister Isabel's chest."


"Um..." Raymond swallowed, his face reddened like an apple as he said, "Father, should I go to Sister Isabel and take responsibility for this?"


Percy's face, already looking ill, bore the end of his patience. Just as he was about to respond to Raymond, his son's voice came again, "Father, I actually wouldn't mind taking responsibility for Sister Isabel."


Percy abruptly closed his mouth, didn't give his son a glance and turned away. 


Chapter 67: Do We Need to Take Responsibility (12)