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

Isabel Smith frowned, stopped in her tracks, planning to turn around and leave, but heard a soft, seductive moan coming from within: "Be gentle, it hurts a bit—"


She was very familiar with this voice; if it wasn't Evelyn Osbert, then who could it be?


Isabel's lips curled up coldly, and instead of turning around to leave, she firmly stood still, silently waiting in the dimly lit corner, glancing towards the balcony.


Although the balcony was dimly lit, Isabel could still clearly see Evelyn, who was wearing a black lace puff sleeve top that was half un-tucked, revealing her shoulders and a generous amount of white skin on her chest. The white high-waisted skirt was pushed up to her stomach, exposing her slender and beautiful legs.


The man in front of her had his entire face buried in Evelyn's chest, making it impossible for Isabel to tell who he was. Despite the man's clothes appearing neat, one hand was circling Evelyn's waist while the other reached under her skirt...


Chapter 84: The Counterattack of the Black-hearted Demon Queen (1)