The night was dark, and the light rain turned into snow. Snowflakes then drifted down.
At one o'clock in the morning, when the night was the quietest, a black Rolls-Royce stopped quietly at the entrance of Huo Ci's condominium. It had been parked for a long time, and a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the car.
Xu Xi looked at the man sitting quietly in the backseat and held his breath. He did not know what to say. The DNA test results were out. The Third Master and Xiaoqi were definitely father and son.
Father and son?
How was that possible?
Yes, he had been shocked when he had first seen it.
However, it was written clearly in black and white: They were definitely father and son.
He was already confused. Ms. Ling had gotten pregnant before getting married. He had gone to her hometown personally to find out everything about her. Even her neighbors had not known when she had gotten pregnant.
