“What? Looking down on domestic products?” For some reason, hearing Hao Zhenhua’s voice made Hao Yunyang unable to control his mouth, like a person starving for a long time seeing a sumptuous dinner, unable to hold back: “Let me tell you, domestic products might not be great in quality, but they’re cheap. A TV is just for watching, why chase brands? Right?”
“…”
“Why aren’t you talking?”
“…”
“Didn’t expect me to be like this? Scared?” Hao Yunyang was a bit embarrassed. Honestly, after working for two years, this was the first time he’d been so verbose. Usually, he always had to weigh his words carefully. Speaking without restraint made him feel free, but he was also worried about scaring away this free listener: “Okay, let’s not talk about TVs. Let’s talk about cars! Four-wheeled ones!”
“Dad…”
“What did you say?”
“Dad, I, Hao Zhenhua!” The words from Hao Zhenhua on the other end of the phone directly stunned Hao Yunyang: “I’m your biological son!”
Chapter 6: Really a Son
“Hehe… hehe…” Hao Yunyang kept laughing foolishly, his usual composure and smoothness from work completely vanishing: “My son, you’re my biological son?”
“Mm!” Hao Zhenhua affirmed firmly.
“I’m your biological father?”
“Mm!”
“You’ll call me Dad?”
“Mm!”
“Your mom slept with me?”
“…” Hao Zhenhua was silent for a moment: “Mm!”
“You’re really something,” Hao Yunyang laughed.
“Really!” Hao Zhenhua’s voice remained steady, but with a slightly more urgent tone, as if recounting familiar details: “My mom, Zhao Chenxin, you knew her back in 2009, though I don’t remember the exact date. Later, because of a romantic rival who framed you, you were sentenced to one year in prison. After being released, you didn’t seek revenge or anything, but started pursuing my mom, and this pursuit lasted exactly four years. You married my mom in 2014, and I was also born that same year. Then, when I was five years old…”
