Withered vines, an old tree, crows at dusk. I picked up a son and took him home. He chewed on diapers and cried himself hoarse. The sun sank in the west: one child, two dads, no mom!
One day, he discovered that the child he had accidentally picked up, the little rascal who had always called him Dad, was actually the son of a big-shot CEO.
Once a father, always a father. The little guy had set his heart on Gaoshang and wouldn’t let go!
The kid called him Dad every other breath, and keeping him happy was no trouble. But the child’s father had way too many demands!
Making him do this and that was one thing, but what if even his nighttime sleep got taken away...
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Pretty good-looking, similar to sharp edge
Very nice (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡, I like it very much
Not bad😄, I'm fascinated by it