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

An attendant happened to pass by them. Isabel, holding an empty wine glass, signaled to him. The waiter quickly approached them and respectfully asked: "Miss and Sir, what can I assist you with?"


Isabel extended her hand, took the wine glass from Percy's hand, and put it on the tray. She was about to replace them with two glasses of red wine when Percy suddenly raised his hand, stopping Isabel's hand.


Even though it was a cool autumn night, his hand remained warm. Isabel's heart trembled lightly at his touch. Slowly, she turned to look into Percy's enchanting eyes.


Percy's long eyelashes blinked lightly, before he said, "Don't drink too much. It's not good for your health."


In a warm and indifferent tone, Percy picked up a cup of hot milk from the side and handed it to Isabel. Meanwhile, he picked up a glass of red wine and held it in his palm.


The simple act of offering her a cup of milk and saying these possibly carefree words brought an inexplicable joy to Isabel's heart.


Chapter 237: The Poisonous Mango (6)