Jennabeth



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    Shen Yuan forgot how to breathe.

    Not Shen Quingqiu.

    Not the original. Not the nightmare. Not the scummy mess of a man destined to become a human stick.

    Shen Yuan stared at him with round, horrified eyes.

    Shen Qingqiu stared back with a face unreadable.

    “…You’re awake”, Shen Qingqiu said, voice cool as water.

    Shen Yuan squeaked.

    He didn’t mean to. It just came out. He slapped his tiny hands over his tiny face, mortification and terror exploding inside him. Oh no. Oh no no no. This was bad. This was critical hit-level bad.

    He’d transmigrated. Into PIDW. Into Qing Jing Peak. Into Shen Qingqiu’s personal quarters? In a child’s body?

    There was only one explanation.

    Slowly, with dawning dread, he lowered his hands.

    “… Am I your son?” he whispered.

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    06 Dec 2025

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    Dad shen jiu, son shen yuan