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

Even though she was usually arrogant and haughty, she was ultimately a woman. At this moment, what he needed to give her was not words of comfort or tender care, but a hug.


Because at this moment, a hug was the most beautiful language in the world.


Just like the deepest affection is not a confession but a companionship.


Percy held Isabel in his arms, his left hand still gently stroking her long hair, patiently and tenderly.


Isabel leaned against Percy's chest, unable to see his expression, but bit by bit, she let go of the tension and guard she had held in her body.


Percy's hand gently rested on Isabel's neck, pressing her head against his chest, but his eyes, when he looked up, were completely opposite to the tenderness he was giving her at this moment.


It was bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent.


His sharp gaze swept towards the men cornered by the police.


Chapter 176: Returning Principal and Interest, Ten Times All Together (1)