Chapter 1

My wife had cheated, and my son wasn’t mine either.

She had told me that herself on our wedding day.

But by chance, I discovered that my son had the same extremely rare Rh-negative blood type as I did.

I secretly took a paternity test behind my wife’s back, and the results showed a 99.99% DNA match between my son and me.

That meant we were indeed related by blood, but if he wasn’t my son, who exactly was his biological father?

Could it be…?

My expression darkened!

"Hello, are you Liu Yuejin, Liu Xiaobao’s father?"

"This is the children’s hospital, and your son fell at school and split his head open, losing a lot of blood, so he needs a transfusion."

"Please come over right away…"

I received the call at ten that morning, and my face immediately fell.

But it wasn’t from worry or anger.

It was disgust.

"If it’s about the kid, call his mother."

"Besides, I’m Rh-negative, so what good will calling me do?"

"If he needs blood, doesn’t your hospital have a blood bank?"

I answered impatiently and was about to hang up.

Xiao He, my driver, turned to glance at me, and I could sense his surprise.

What kind of father would react so impatiently after hearing that his son was hurt and bleeding?

The reason was actually simple.

Liu Xiaobao wasn’t my biological son.

My wife, Li Wenli, had already been three months pregnant when she met me, and she had stood beside me at our wedding with someone else’s child growing in her belly.

I was nothing but a spineless sucker left to clean up another man’s mess.

"What kind of father are you?"

"This is outrageous."

The doctor on the other end was clearly angry, his voice growing stern: "Would we be calling you if our blood bank had that blood type?"

"We’ve already tested Liu Xiaobao, and he’s Rh-negative too, so get over here…"

With that, he hung up abruptly.

I froze on the spot.

Liu Xiaobao was Rh-negative too?

Wasn’t that too much of a coincidence?

"Yuejin, he’s still little, and it’s normal for kids to get into trouble sometimes."

Xiao He glanced at my expression.

He tried to reason with me gently: "There’s nothing wrong with being a strict father, but he’s hurt now, so we should put his injuries first."

"I’m not his father!"

My head was a mess, and I blurted it out in anger before realizing what I’d said.

I glanced at Xiao He: "Sorry, Xiao He, I wasn’t taking it out on you… anyway, let’s go to the hospital first."

After I arrived at the hospital and donated blood, Liu Xiaobao fell asleep.

For the first time, I studied his face closely, and to my surprise, the longer I looked, the more he resembled me.

Xiao He suddenly chimed in: "Yuejin, the little guy really looks like you, like you came out of the same mold."

Suddenly uneasy, I turned to the doctor: "Doctor, can you do a paternity test here?"

The doctor looked at me with a searching gaze: "Isn’t your shared blood type enough proof?"

"Never mind that, just tell me whether you can do it."

The doctor replied: "We can’t do it ourselves, but we can send the samples to a major hospital in the provincial capital, and the results will take three days."

I immediately rolled up my sleeve: "Do you need hair or blood?"

"Let’s take the samples now."

I watched the entire collection process, including the sealing of the samples.

Once everything was finished, Li Wenli arrived too.

Her eyes were red, and tear tracks marked her face, as though she had cried on the way.

The kindergarten teacher and administrator immediately went over to her, apologizing and offering reassurance.

I merely gave her a cold glance, then left with Xiao He.

It was lunchtime when we left the hospital.

I was upset and wanted a drink, so instead of going to the company cafeteria, I took Xiao He to a restaurant.

When the food and drinks arrived, I poured a shot of baijiu, tipped my head back, and downed it.

Anyone could see I was drowning my sorrows.

"Yuejin, that stuff burns, so take it slow."

Xiao He tried to caution me.

Then he asked carefully: "The little guy… really isn’t your biological son?"

"Then that blood type… isn’t that one hell of a coincidence?"