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    I Have Your Son

    Car accident, amnesia, and cancer. Ansu wakes up from a deep sleep, only to find that he has gained three unexpected things! Five years later, he inexplicably finds himself with a cheap son. A son he apparently fathered himself! Abandoned by a scumbag, forced into pregnancy, and pushed to the brink of death. It all originated from that reckless night five years ago... "Who's the idiot that's so stupid?!" Ansu sighs as he listens to the story recounted by his psychiatrist, suspecting the protagonist of the story must be a masochist. Meanwhile, standing at the door, Night Chenming's deep blue eyes intently fixate on Ansu, whose facial expressions have become more vivid. His voice carries a subtle anger, "An! Su!" Ansu looks at him in confusion, "Excuse me, but who are you?" A cunning dominant wealthy businessman pursuing a double amnesiac bisexual submissive. The scum who chases his wife in a crematorium declares, "QVQ I'm older than you and died earlier than you. When you bring your son back, the family assets will all be yours—"

    Chapter 2: Facing Reality, Becoming a Father

    Story: I Have Your Son Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:4186 Update time:2023-07-23 07:58:56

    "Spare me! Kidnapping! Where are you taking me?!!" An Su's desperate struggles were completely in vain.

    One of the slightly humane bodyguards pointed towards a car parked by the side of the road, its front facing them. The emblem on the car sparkled in the sunlight, exuding a strong scent of wealth.

    Several bodyguards unceremoniously took him to the back seat of the luxury car, and the unfamiliar man who was standing at the door just now also got in.

    The unfamiliar man had a straight face, with an expression that said, "Do not disturb."

    The scene was once extremely awkward.

    An Su took a deep breath and decided to say something, "Brother, I really don't know you. Did you mistake me for someone else?"

    After a long time, the other party finally spoke, with an extremely cold tone, "Just as the psychiatrist said, your son is still at home waiting for you to take care of him."

    "...An Su's emotions were in turmoil. The secret of being intersex had been known only to his mother since childhood, but it seemed that both the psychologist he had seen earlier and the man in front of him now..."

    "Let me go! The things you're saying are too absurd. I have to go back and ask my mother to believe it!" Everything happened too quickly, making it hard for him to accept it all at once. Right now, he can only trust his one and only relative.

    But what the man said next shocked him even more, "Your mother, she passed away five years ago."

    An Su blinked for a moment, but quickly maintained a composed facade and said, "Are you joking?"

    The man handed a small mirror to the bodyguard, who then threw it into An Su's arms.

    The person in the mirror was still him, there was no mistake. However, he had shed the naivety of his youth. With disheveled hair and a pale face, this was him five years later.

    No words were exchanged along the way.

    The car didn't drive for long before stopping in front of an apartment building.

    Sixth floor, 601, the key is in your coat pocket.

    An Su stepped off the car with a blank expression, her eyes dark and lifeless. However, the man seemed oblivious to it and said, "Xia Xia is waiting for you upstairs. Once I finish dealing with these matters in the next few days, I'll find some time to come and visit."

    Everything happened too quickly for An Su to react. A sudden emergence of a son? The death of a mother!

    An Su entered the elevator in a daze, pressed the button for the 6th floor, and when the elevator doors opened again, he absentmindedly felt the keys in his pocket. Standing in front of the door to Apartment 601, he still felt a bit confused...

    "Squeak~"

    The door of the apartment was opened from the inside, and An Su saw a boy who should be a little over four years old. Unlike the chubby children in his memory, he looked much thinner than the average child. There wasn't much flesh on his face, and his clothes were old, with several holes in the sleeves.

    "Xia...Xia?" Is this the son that the unfamiliar man mentioned just now?

    He had originally anticipated a scene of filial piety between father and son, but reality delivered a brutal slap to his face.

    The child opened his mouth and blurted out, "You're not dead?!"

    An Su's face twisted in a distressed expression, almost petrified. It's really like mother like daughter, why does she speak in such an irritating manner!

    At this moment, he finally noticed the garbage bin that the child was holding in his hand. It was skinny and small, with a dirty and messy head of hair, clearly showing signs of neglect by adults. The boy, with his animal-like instinct, stared at An Su with an unfriendly gaze, his pair of deep blue eyes standing out from the other children. It was hard to imagine that such an expression would come from a child of only four years old.

    Just by looking at it, it already makes one feel sorry.

    In that instant, An Su felt as if her heart had been struck heavily by an iron hammer, causing a sharp, yet bitter, pain.

    During these five years...how exactly did he fulfill his role as a father?

    Is it true, as the doctor said, that he would stoop so low and lose his dignity for a man? He didn't even take care of his own child properly...