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Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife

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?!"

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Chapter 100: I Don't Know You Well (1)

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Her mother's warm hand gripping hers, and her grandma hastily instructing the servants to call the doctor. At that time, with so much warmth surrounding her, she didn't think it was anything special. But now, a bottle of Red Flower Oil, costing just over ten yuan, made her heart feel warmth deep within.

Isabel stood alone in the bedroom, with nothing but the joyful and lingering music from the TV's music channel, making her feel somewhat anxious. As Isabel turned to look out the window, she saw the vast night view of Bellshire City, which, as always, revealed loneliness and melancholy everywhere.

However, Isabel felt that the night scene tonight was somewhat beautiful, with its bustling, colorful lights.

Gazing out the window, after a long while, Isabel crawled back on the bed. Hugging the soft quilt, she looked at the bottle of Red Flower Oil she had brought to her side. Her eyes gradually became warmer, and she miraculously closed her eyes and fell back asleep.