Never See the Prison Father

When he heard the name Bai Yuyou, Ye Shuang's mind was still buzzing, but he quickly snapped back to reality—this year, Yuyou wasn’t even twenty yet. How could she possibly have such a big child? Had she given birth in her teens?

That was way too ridiculous. Thinking about it, Ye Shuang shook his head and decided to head to the police station to look into the matter.

It was probably just a case of someone with the same name.

“A Ye, what happened? You look weird,” Chen Qin said, glancing at him. From his reaction just now, something big seemed to have occurred.

“Something... a bit coincidental, but it’s okay. I can handle it myself.” Ye Shuang forced a smile. Chen Qin was curious, but seeing that Ye Shuang didn’t elaborate, she didn’t press any further and simply nodded.

“A Ye, if you have things to do, go ahead.”

“It’s fine. I’ll stay with you until you doze off for a bit.”

“Hehe, okay.”

After Chen Qin fell asleep, Ye Shuang got up and went to the police station to find out more.

“Didn’t the little one come with you?” the officer asked when he saw Ye Shuang arriving alone.

“She’s at home. I came to check on the situation first,” Ye Shuang said. “That matching data you mentioned...”

“Oh right, we found a match in the blood bank for missing persons, and it matched that child perfectly—highly likely a mother-daughter relationship.” The officer pushed a report toward Ye Shuang.

“But when we tried to contact the person, it didn’t go through. Take a look.”

Ye Shuang glanced at it.

It was Bai Yuyou!

When he noticed the matching information and the address in the blood bank, his expression turned strange because the location was the old, run-down neighborhood from before. When he had helped Bai Yuyou register her blood type back then, Ye Shuang had filled in that address.

No wonder the police couldn’t find her.

“This...” Ye Shuang felt a headache coming on. Yezi was Bai Yuyou’s daughter?

And biologically related? For real?

Absurd.

“So, can you bring the child in?” the officer asked.

“Could this be a mistake? If they really are mother and daughter, how old would she have been when she gave birth?” Ye Shuang said.

“True, but the priority right now is to find the father,” the officer replied flatly.

Ye Shuang: “...”

Perhaps sensing Ye Shuang’s discomfort, the officer asked, “Do you know that lady?”

“I’m kind of her guardian,” Ye Shuang said.

“Huh?!” The officer’s eyes lit up as he began to scrutinize Ye Shuang, as if he was about to say “come clean and you’ll get off easy.”

“If I really knew about this, would I have brought the kid here to find her parents voluntarily?” Ye Shuang explained. The officer thought for a moment and nodded.

“Is there more information in the blood bank?”

“Not yet. Our database doesn’t cover the entire population.”

“I see.”

After some back-and-forth at the station, Ye Shuang finally managed to leave by making a phone call. But all of that wasn’t the point—the real issue was the relationship between Bai Yuyou and Yezi.

Thinking about it, Yezi’s sudden appearance was indeed suspicious. At the time, surveillance hadn’t caught any sign of her coming or going, as if she had materialized out of thin air.

Ye Shuang decided to go back home, since Yezi was still there.

When he arrived, Ye Shuang opened the door and found Yezi sitting on the sofa, staring at her phone. She was so absorbed that she didn’t notice him come in.

Ye Shuang walked over and saw that she was reading a web novel on her phone.

“Yezi?” he called out. Startled by the sudden voice, she flinched but quickly settled down and looked at him.

“Dad.”

For some reason, that “Dad” felt incredibly strange to Ye Shuang. He hadn’t cared about the title before, assuming it was just a memory gap or confusion.

But now that he knew she was likely Bai Yuyou’s daughter, that single word made his skin crawl.

Ye Shuang stared at the girl before him, his expression shifting. Finally, he let out a sigh and spoke slowly.

“Little Yezi, is there something you’re hiding from me?”

“Yezi doesn’t hide things from Dad.”

“Why do you call Yuyou ‘Mom’?” Ye Shuang pressed, watching for any signs of lying.

“Because Mom is Mom,” Yezi said.

Ye Shuang furrowed his brows. He noticed this wasn’t the first time she’d said something like that. Did those words mean something more?

But Yezi genuinely didn’t seem to be lying. The brief look of confusion in her eyes suggested she really couldn’t remember much.

Ye Shuang took a deep breath and sat down beside her, softening his tone. “Yezi, can I look at your phone?”

“My phone?”

“Mm.”

Yezi thought for a moment, then handed it over.

Ye Shuang unlocked it and saw that the screen was on a web novel page—the content looked oddly familiar. After just one sentence, he recognized it as a novel he had written himself.

“You’re reading my novel?” Ye Shuang asked in surprise.

“Mm-hmm, it’s really good.”

“How did you know I wrote this?”

Yezi broke into a smile. “I saw it on your computer a while back!”

That explanation was perfectly reasonable, leaving Ye Shuang without much to say.

[Character: Ye Xiaoyu, Hmm... I can see mother, but not father in prison.]

Ye Shuang rubbed his temples. For now, the only way forward was to take Bai Yuyou and Yezi for a paternity test, hoping it wasn’t the worst-case scenario.

If Bai Yuyou had gotten pregnant during her time in confinement, Ye Shuang would never forgive that bastard Bai Laoqi in prison—because that would be beyond inhumane.

But realistically, there didn’t seem to be any other possibility. The ages just didn’t add up.

Could it really be a mistake in the police system?

It was still early, with hours to go before the two girls got out of school. Ye Shuang sat beside Yezi, chatting with her, but didn’t get much useful information.

He even started to wonder if the system had made an error.

But proving it would be simple enough—a straightforward DNA test between Bai Yuyou and Yezi.

The question was, how was Ye Shuang supposed to explain this to Bai Yuyou?

“Hey, Yezi might be your daughter. Want to go get a test done?”

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