Drawing Blood To Prove Kinship?
Editor: Kurisu
The yard was so quiet that everyone could clearly hear the rustling of the leaves on the Banyan tree. Qin Wufa’s expression was so grotesque he looked like he’d just been vulgarly violated by a dog.
‘What the hell? My own height is over 2 meters but why is my son so short?’
Qin Wufa looked at Qin Yi, his face as dark as charcoal, "Are you sure that you didn’t get it wrong? This boy is really my son?"
"T-that’s right."
Qin Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously. Even if he got marked by Qin Wufa for this, he still had to gather his guts and say it.
"There’s absolutely no mistake right?"
Qin Wufa asked, his tone like the winter’s cold.
"Your subordinate is certain!"
Qin Yi groaned inwardly as he looked at Qin Wufa who seemed to be on the verge of exploding. He knew that if he’d really made a mistake on this matter, he would definitely die!
‘F*ck! Isn’t this the typical "powerful clan’s misplaced child" melodrama?’