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Jiahao is my first child.

I was really happy when his mother was pregnant with him.

His mother is not a girl from a rich family, but a classmate I met when I was studying in France. At that time, I concealed the news that I was the heir of the Zhang Group and studied in France alone.

I lied to everyone that my family is an ordinary working class.

The girls around me think I'm poor and don't want to date me. Only his mother—Lin Yuan, doesn't dislike me being with me.

Later she became pregnant and I wanted to marry her, so I took her home and gave her a legitimate identity.

When she stepped into the door of my house, she was stunned. She couldn't believe that the poor boy she loved was actually the heir of the largest consortium in China. This seemed to her to be a dream.

I don’t dare to make up novels like this, because people will say Mary Sue.

Yet all this is true.

My mother didn't like her very much, didn't like her ordinary family background, didn't like her plain dress.

But since she was already pregnant, I didn't embarrass her for the time being.

My mother told me that as long as she gave birth to a boy, she would marry into the Zhang family.

I was so innocent that I believed my mother.

Lin Yuan was indeed pregnant with a boy, but during her pregnancy, her mother gave her blood-activating tonics every day, which resulted in her bleeding during pregnancy and was not cured.

I hugged her and cried loudly, and she wiped away my tears with all her strength: "Don't cry, or I won't want you."

I quickly wiped away my tears and promised her: "Don't worry, I will live happily with my child."

Lin Yuan left, taking my love with her.

After the child was born, my mother married the eldest daughter of the Chen family for me on the grounds that the child was too young to be without a mother.

I don't love her, but so what, Jiahao needs a mother, even in name.

I guarded him carefully.

I will give him whatever he wants, and I hope he is truly happy.

But I found that as he got older, the smile on his face became less and less.

Slowly, I found that he started to "become bad", and all kinds of cronies and friends began to appear around him, including my illegitimate children.

I don't know what kind of wishful thinking those illegitimate children are playing. They just want to make him appear unlearned and incompetent so as to highlight his position in my heart.

How could I give them this chance to harm my son, but the bodyguard who went to secretly protect came back and said to me: When the young master was with them, the smiles on his face gradually increased.

I couldn't say what I wanted to stop.

Nothing could be more important than his genuine happiness.

If it would make him happy, then it wouldn't hurt to continue being a dude.

Unexpectedly, those people got worse and worse. Seeing my capricious tolerance towards Jiahao, they actually encouraged him to take drugs, trying to destroy his body.

When I found out, Jiahao was already addicted.

Looking at Jiahao who was lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth because of drug overdose, I felt very distressed.

I decided to teach these self-righteous illegitimate children a lesson myself, and let them know what it would be like to hurt Jiahao!

In this way, Jiahao regained his health under my wake-up care, but there was no smile on his face again.

I found a specialized psychiatrist to take care of him, hoping that he could open up his knots, but the effect was not good.

One day he told me that he wanted to go out to relax, and I agreed, but in the end, I waited for the news of his accidental death in Qinghua Town, thousands of miles away.

I had a serious illness, and dealt with those who participated in his harm as soon as I recovered.

After that, I came to Qinghua Town, the place where he was buried.

Just when I was about to leave, in the crowd, I heard Jiahao's voice again.

In the lively bazaar, Jiahao, wearing shabby and simple short-sleeved clothes, is bargaining with a vegetable seller.

There was a smile on his face that I had never seen before.

I have never gone back to him since.