Flynn Taylor watched the little creatures interact with a bit of a headache.
Could it be that this kid thinks I, Flynn Taylor, am nothing but a liar?! He calmed himself down again and said, "Alright, you tell me, what will it take for you to call me dad?"
This time, Alan finally put down the Transformers toy and said, "It's very simple."
Simple?
Why did it seem so incredibly difficult to Flynn Taylor?
Unexpectedly, Mr. Hancock went "Ah?" in surprise.
Alan's face held a light smile as he said, "DNA, of course. DNA is what decides."
"You're already my seed, just look at these eyes, nose, mouth, do we still need a DNA test?" Flynn Taylor said, quite agitated.
Alan laughed again and said, "There are so many people in the world who look alike, what's so strange about me resembling you? We live in a world of science, and everything must be supported by scientific evidence."
Flynn Taylor wanted to cough up blood.
He had already acknowledged the kid.