Song Lianqing had breakfast before washing up. After washing up, he planned to throw away the clothes that Xiao Tangguo had changed out of yesterday. When he picked it up, a photo fell out of the pocket of the clothes.

Song Lianqing paused slightly, bent down to pick it up, and frowned when he saw the heroic, cold and noble man in the yellowed photo.

The difference between this man's face and the little girl's face is like an enlarged version and a reduced version.

"Qin Younian?"

Song Lianqing frowned and read out the name, then suddenly realized something, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

"No wonder Little Candy is living such a miserable life? It turns out his father is actually the heir of the Qin family, that cold-hearted and ruthless king of hell. Ha! He can actually abandon his wife and children!"

Qin Younian: Damn it! I didn’t do that! Can you please stop spreading rumors about me?!

Song Lianqing put the photo away. Since Little Candy couldn't remember the bastard's name, there was no need to investigate further.

-

Qin's Comprehensive Group Co., Ltd. in the center of the imperial city.

Qin Younian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the dark clouds outside. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, without a single starlight. He frowned, not knowing how long he had been staring.

“Knock knock knock…”

Someone knocked on the door, interrupting Qin Younian's thoughts. Qin Younian paused, turned around and walked to the office chair and sat down. His voice was low and cold, "Come in."

Song Lin pushed the door open and walked in. After closing the door, he came to the desk and handed over the letter in his hand with both hands. "Mr. Qin, this is a letter that the post office just sent. The recipient is you, but there is no sender or address."

Qin Younian glanced at the letter that Song Lin handed over. It was an unintentional glance, but when he saw the handwriting on the envelope, his pupils dilated instantly, his whole body stiffened instantly, and the blood in his body instantly flowed backwards, as if it was going to stir up a blood wave in his body.

Qin Younian clenched his hands into fists under the table, his face calm and composed, "Put it down and get out."

"OK."

Song Lin felt the sudden chill and oppression emanating from Qin Younian. He swallowed unconsciously, put the envelope on the table, and turned away.

Qin Younian looked at the familiar handwriting on the cover of the envelope on the table, his breathing trembling. He picked up the envelope with trembling hands, put it on his chest as if it were a treasure, his eyes red, and it took him a long time to open it.

To Mr. Qin whom I once loved the most

When you receive this letter, I may no longer be in this world. I'm sorry to say goodbye to you in this way. At the last moment of my life, I think I must tell you one thing.

After I separated from you, I found out that I was pregnant. I couldn't bear to get rid of our child, so I joined the poverty alleviation mission and went to Qishan Village, Fulan County to work as a rural teacher. Our son was born there. He looks like you. His nickname is Xiao Tangguo and his full name is Qin Nianqing.

Mr. Qin, I don't know if you still remember me now? Are you living happily with Miss Ru? I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb your life now, but I really have no choice.

Please, for the sake of your blood flowing in Little Candy, you must go to Qishan Village to pick him up. Although he is only four years old, he is very well behaved and will not cause you any trouble. Miss Ru, please don't worry. Little Candy will leave when he grows up. Thank you very much! Take care.

——Left by Yu Hongqing

The handwriting on the letter was a little slanted, as if it was written with all one's strength, and the word "once" on the title was smudged by something, like tears or water droplets. Under the letter, there was a small box containing hair with follicles. It was self-evident what it was used for.

“Tick!”

A teardrop fell on the letter paper. Qin Younian was stunned for a moment before he reacted. With trembling hands, he called his personal doctor Shen Baiji, who answered the phone almost immediately. "Hey, Ice Face, you have time to call me today?"

"In five minutes, appear in front of me immediately."

Qin Younian didn't say anything else. After leaving this sentence, he hung up the phone, took the envelope and the small box, and hurried out of the office.

Shen Baiji, who was hugging the beautiful boy and having sex passionately, was stunned for a moment and stopped. The beautiful boy, who was immersed in it, looked at him with misty and charming eyes. He cursed in a low voice, but still pulled himself away and wrapped himself in a bathrobe, "Baby, owe it to me first. Brother has important things to do. I'll find you next time."

"Then Mr. Shen must come next time~"

"must."

The handsome young man sat on the sofa and watched Shen Baiji get dressed. Although there was dissatisfaction in his eyes, he stood up and helped him straighten his collar, then escorted him out of the presidential suite.

Shen Baiji drove his Porsche and rushed to the door of Qin Younian's company. Qin Younian just went out and saw his car. He walked over and stuffed the small box and his hair into his hands, "Send me the DNA results within today."

"Ah? What DNA? Hey! Qin Younian, explain yourself clearly before you leave!"

Shen Baiji was about to greet Qin Younian in a showy manner when Qin Younian stuffed something into his mouth before he could say a word. He held the thing in his hand, and before he could figure out the situation, Qin Younian got into a Rolls-Royce Phantom and left with six Maybachs.

Shen Baiji looked at the hair in his hand and the hair in the small box, and his head was full of black question marks, "Whose hair are these?"

Shen Baiji took a while to react, and suddenly realized something. His handsome face was filled with disbelief. "What the hell? Could this be the hair of the illegitimate child born to Qin Younian and that woman? This devoted ice-faced man wouldn't do that, right?"

Shen Baiji couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and went straight to the hospital with the things. As for the good stuff, he decided to let him verify it.

-

"Dad, do you have a brush and rice paper?"

Little Candy sat in the living room and played with toys for a while, then lost interest. He got up from the pile of toys, walked to Song Lianqing, who was sitting on the sofa watching him, put his two little hands on his knees, tilted his head back and asked him in a baby voice.

"What do you want a brush and rice paper for? To draw?" Song Lianqing ruffled the little curly hair of the little boy and raised his eyebrows to mock him, "What can you draw, a little brat whose hair hasn't even grown out yet? Is it a turtle bastard or a mess?"

"Dad, it seems that turtles and bastards are from the same species. Why did you repeat it?"

Little Tangguo's focus was always new and unique. Song Lianqing's insulting words to him were like a fist hitting cotton, not hurting him at all, and made him feel awkward and embarrassed.

"Oh! Nothing? Why are you so talkative, kid? I'll go find it for you, okay?!"

Song Lianqing started to get angry and mad again, acting like a fierce child. However, little Tangguo was not scared by his fierce look. Instead, she smiled and stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. As soon as the kiss was given, Song Lianqing's temper disappeared instantly.

“Thank you, Dad!”

Little Candy then added in her cute and soft baby voice, and the hot-tempered Song Lianqing was instantly captured. If Ran Feng had not gone to work with Lu Xiangwan at this time, he would have been so envious and jealous that he would have wanted to corner Song Lianqing and beat him up, because Little Candy is his son!