"Son, I have a son, I have a son." Suddenly receiving this explosive news, Du Guangyuan was clearly unable to accept it. Seeing him wobbling as if about to fall, even if Pei Yan didn't like this person, he still felt a bit of sympathy and took a step forward to support his arm.
With Pei Yan's help, Du Guangyuan came to his senses. He gently pushed Pei Yan's arm away, shook his head, looked at Little Vlad, and sneered, "I don't believe it. You hate me so much, how could you let my child survive? You must be lying to strike at me, right!"
"Believe it or not, after you asked this question, you actually half-believed it in your heart, didn't you?" Little Vlad's face unabashedly showed his delight, grinning and taunting: "Why do you think we would let your child live on? Do you think one person can atone for your crimes? You're too naive!"
