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

Does he still, like in the family portrait, live a happy and harmonious life?


Her willfulness ruined their home, and then she became pregnant by accident, leaving him alone in Bellshire and going to the United States!


Over the years, thinking of this filled his heart with resentment.


Elijah Smith's eyes gradually became stormy, his hands clenched into fists. After a while, he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. He smoked aggressively, inhaling hastily, and was violently choked by the smoke, bending over and coughing heavily.


After coughing for a long time, he steadied his breath. When he looked up, he saw himself in the mirror opposite, his face looking awful and his eyes tinged with red.


In that state, he was neither a person nor a ghost, completely devoid of the energy and youth a twenty-year-old boy should have. Even beneath the veneer of money, he could see a twisted, decadent heart.


He stared at his reflection for a long while before curving his lips and laughing softly.


Chapter 163: I Take Responsibility For Her Life (4)