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

"If she's the woman I, Percy Stanton, am protecting, I will absolutely not allow her to suffer the slightest grievance under my watch!"


"So, Evelyn Osbert, I advise you to be smart. From now on, give Isabel Smith a wide berth when you meet her; walk away and take a detour. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless every time you fall into my hands!"


After saying this, Percy chuckled coldly, and forcefully let go of Evelyn's chin. He took a paper tissue from the side, wiped his fingers, and spoke sharply, "If it wasn't to make Isabel happy, do you think I'd care to see your naked body? You're really an eyesore!"


His voice was low and filled with a deep allure, the most beautiful sound Evelyn had ever heard in her life. However, the words themselves were piercingly hurtful.


As he spoke, the corners of his lips habitually assumed a mocking expression. He appeared to be smiling, yet his entire body radiated a chill.


Chapter 619: Shen Shen, can I pursue you? (2)