"Hmm… Second Uncle, let's put this matter aside for now. My son, his fate has been decided. You can't force it. Perhaps the heavens took pity on me and let this child who looks like my eldest son come to my side. Since it's the arrangement of the heavens. I should be happy."
Ye Wuhen, who had endured many years of pain, finally let go. It didn't matter if Ye Qiu was really his son. Just treat it as him! It was not a bad choice to compensate his eldest son for all these years.
At this moment, Ye Wuhen finally understood what Meng Tianzheng had said to him. "In the unseen world, there is already heaven's will. All coincidences are arranged by the heavens. You should open your heart and welcome all beauty."
