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

In the grand hall of the venue, eighty-one crystal chandeliers were lit together, their dazzling light shining brightly. As soon as Percy entered, a crowd of people gathered around, greeting him. He took a glass of red wine from the tray held by a waiter nearby, seemingly engaged in courteous conversations while quickly scanning the crowd with his gaze.


He soon spotted Isabel under a crystal chandelier near the floor-to-ceiling window in the center of the hall, chatting with a young woman.


Isabel's long hair was tied up behind her head, and she wore an off-shoulder nude long dress that shimmered in the light of the crystal chandelier. She looked both elegant and alluring.


Percy's gaze softened as he maintained the image of a modest young gentleman while dealing with people who greeted him, gracefully approaching where Isabel stood.


Chapter 358: Life and Death Hanging by a Thread (36)