"Xuanye, I swear, your Little Devil is definitely yours! I did the paternity test, and if there's a shred of falsification, I, Pu Yichen, will lose all my descendants in the future!"
"Xuanye, I swore a vow, can you trust me now?!"
Gu Xuanye finally released him, his tall figure collapsing into the sofa. He grabbed his ink-black hair, laughing and crying, falling into a terrifying state of madness.
He muttered to himself, "Little Devil is my son, not Jing Chen's son..."
"Little Devil is mine, Little Devil is mine, he's mine alone..."
"Little Devil was born to me and Mo Qiansu, not Mo Qiansu and Jing Chen..."
"Little Devil..."
Pu Yichen watched him from the side, his gaze entirely like he was looking at a madman!
The same words, repeated over and over. Gu Xuanye sat on the sofa, muttering to himself for almost two hours.
"Xuanye?!"
"Xuanye?! Are you okay?!"
"Hey, Xuanye, can you act normal?!"
Pu Yichen shouted anxiously beside him, shouting for a full two hours.
