The door of the study was closed again. Island Master Chen relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair. After the shock, anger, and hatred, Island Master Chen had calmed down.
When he was pregnant, she was with him almost every day. She should have betrayed him, and he never believed that woman would betray him.
He was wondering if there was an accident in the middle. Of course, he could not rule out the possibility that the woman had deliberately found a fake son.
But what was her motive? If this was a fake son, then where was his real son?
Island Master Chen had been sitting quietly and thinking. He smoked one cigarette after another until dawn.
He rubbed his temples. If Zhaoyang was really not his son, he had to come up with a solution before dawn no matter what. He also had to find out if his son really existed.