Mr. Huo, Your Posthumous Son Has Been Found.

After being used as a pawn by a sinister boss for three years, he faked his death and left me three billion assets and a posthumous son. But he didn't know - I had long forgotten whether he was the perpetrator or the savior. I only knew that this child named "Huo Nian" would bring everyone back to the chess game that he thought was over. Date: September 15, 2026 3:47 am Location: VIP corridor of downtown hospital Weather: Heavy rain, exactly like that night three years ago. Record Start The needle hole on the back of the left hand was still bleeding, and the pregnancy test stick held in the right hand was glowing coldly. Two bars. Dazzlingly deep. I was sitting on the bench, listening to my heartbeat beating like a wiper outside the window, and suddenly I wanted to laugh. The last thing Huo Lin did before he died was to lock me in the attic, force me to listen to him read out the equity transfer document, and said: "Don't look for me, wait until I come back to pick you up." He won. But he was dead too. Now, the fact that I carry his only seed in my belly has become the biggest joke and the biggest variable in the city. The nurse opened the door and came out, her voice low: "Are the family members here?" I looked up at the elevator entrance - it wasn't Huo Lin, but it made my hair stand on end. The footsteps were very light, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone. [Recording Interrupted]