C380 Zhou Chen Just Who Is My Real Father?

The persistent beeping from the phone was like a needle to Zhou Chen's nerves. His face felt as if it were ablaze, the sting unbearable. He wished he could just disappear into the ground. Moments before, he had been all set to take Chu Hee to the trading center and strut around with confidence. But now, everything had taken a complete 180-degree turn. Strut around? More like a fool's errand