After Zhao Youlin said that, except for the old master, everyone in the office was dumbfounded.
A dead silence began to spread in the office. It took quite a long while before they finally recovered themselves.
Duan Yarong looked at Zhao Youlin with a stiff expression on her face, and then she shifted her gaze to Han Yichen, who was standing beside Zhao Youlin. It took her a long time before she seemed to find her voice again. She said in a low voice, "You...You Lin, what did you just say? You said he…he..."
"Mom, you heard me right. I just said that this man next to me is your's and Dad's son, your biological son."
"How is that possible?" When she heard the same words the second time, her initial surprise had completely turned into the exasperated absurdity of being fooled.
