Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 476 - 447: Jun, Your Playful Spirit 3

Huo Shaojun clenched his hand, "Are you sure?"

Jian Liangtong nodded firmly, "I’m sure!"

Actually, she wanted to meet his son. She wanted to see if the child looked exactly like him when he was young. She was curious whether the child had traces of the woman who conceived him together with him.

What kind of woman gave him a child...

The next day, He Xinyun transferred Jian Ningfeng back to the city hospital. Given Jian Ningfeng’s injuries, he would need at least a month to recuperate in the hospital.

Naturally, Jian Liangtong followed He Xinyun and Jian Ningfeng back to Z City.

Huo Shaojun returned to Z City only in the afternoon after they left the county.

By the time he reached Z City, it was already late at night.

Instead of returning to his apartment, Huo Shaojun went straight to the Huo Family.

In the late night, Huo Shaojun thought everyone in the household would almost certainly have gone to sleep.

Unexpectedly, when his car arrived outside the Huo Family villa, the lights inside were brightly lit.

Huo Shaojun turned off the engine, sat in the car, stared at the villa with furrowed brows for quite a while, then unbuckled his seatbelt, got out, and walked towards the villa.

"I want to go back!"

As Huo Shaojun reached the doorstep, a childlike yet firm voice sounded from inside.

Huo Shaojun did not stop his steps and continued walking inside, his face stern.

"Where do you want to go back to? This is your home too." Fang Jingting’s voice carried fatigue and a hint of impatience, "Hao Hao, can you be obedient? Grandpa and Grandma have to go to the company tomorrow."

"I want to go back!"

"Huo Tinghao!"

As Huo Shaojun entered the living room, Fang Jingting suddenly raised her voice, standing up from the sofa, sternly looking at Huo Tinghao, who was stubbornly clenching his little fists and looking at her.

Huo Tinghao’s tense little face slighted changed, his dark eyes showing a few signs of panic, his lips tightly pursed as he looked at Fang Jingting.

"Huo Tinghao, you’re becoming more disobedient. Has your dad spoiled you to the point where you don’t even listen to Grandpa and Grandma?" Fang Jingting said slightly angrily.

"Jingting, you’re scaring Hao Hao," Huo Lixing said while rubbing his tired eyes.

Hearing this, Fang Jingting slightly furrowed her brows as she looked at Huo Tinghao, "Hao Hao, be good and go to sleep with Grandma."

Huo Tinghao wore a pure white short T-shirt and light brown casual capri pants, his slender yet pale bare feet exposed. His soft black short hair was combed back over his forehead, showing his face, which seemed delicate and beautiful despite looking slightly malnourished and pale. Especially noticeable were his dark eyes and the excessively long and straight eyelashes.

His small, thin body stood straight, staring directly into Fang Jingting’s eyes with clear vigilance and unease, yet he said, "I want to go back."

In fact, from the start, no matter what Fang Jingting and Huo Lixing said, he had only repeated those few words.

Fang Jingting finally got angry, "Huo Tinghao, if you keep disobeying, Grandma will have to lock you in the small dark room to reflect!"

"..." Huo Tinghao’s eyes widened in horror, his breathing suddenly rapid, "I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back..."

Emotionally agitated, Huo Tinghao leaned forward, maintaining a defensive posture.

"Huo Tinghao..."

"Shaojun?" Fang Jingting’s annoyed voice had just started when Huo Lixing suddenly spoke.

Fang Jingting was startled and quickly turned around.

Seeing Huo Shaojun standing not far from her, his usual stern and severe expression unchanged.

Fang Jingting’s annoyance immediately vanished, replaced by pure joy, "Shaojun, why have you come back?"

Fang Jingting said this while taking quick steps towards Huo Shaojun.

As she reached Huo Shaojun and was about to reach out to grab his hand, Huo Shaojun suddenly leaned over, bypassing her, and went straight to Huo Tinghao, whose expression became even more tense upon seeing his arrival.

Fang Jingting’s outstretched hand slightly froze, but she didn’t mind. She retracted her hand, turned sideways looking at Huo Shaojun, smiled as she walked after him, "You child, why didn’t you call Mom ahead when coming back?"

"I’m here to take Hao Hao and leave," Huo Shaojun said without looking at Fang Jingting, still focused on Hao Hao.

Upon hearing his words, Fang Jingting anxiously asked, "Don’t you want to stay overnight?"

"No," Huo Shaojun said as he glanced at Huo Tinghao and then addressed Huo Lixing sitting on the sofa, "Dad, we’re leaving."

Huo Tinghao’s dark eyes brightened, his mouth tightly closed, and he quickly followed behind Huo Shaojun.

"Shaojun, it’s so late. Don’t leave," Fang Jingting, after a moment of hesitation, also followed behind Huo Shaojun, pleading unwillingly.

"No." Huo Shaojun replied, quickening his pace toward the door.

With his long strides, Hao Hao had to jog to keep up behind Huo Shaojun.

"Shao Yun, Shao Yun, Mom hasn’t seen you for so long. Will you stay with Mom for a while, please, Shao Yun..."

Fang Jingting chased out of the villa, softly pleading as she watched Huo Shaojun’s unmoved back.

Huo Shaojun opened the car door and got in. The next moment, Hao Hao climbed into the front passenger seat, panting heavily. Without needing Huo Shaojun to say anything, he obediently buckled his seatbelt. His small back pressed neatly against the seat, his little red cheeks looking at Huo Shaojun.

"Shao Yun, it’s already so late..." Fang Jingting followed to the driver’s side window, patting the car door, looking earnestly at Huo Shaojun.

Huo Shaojun pursed his thin lips and rolled down the window. His dark eyes showed no emotion as they looked at Fang Jingting.

Seeing this, Fang Jingting’s eyes lit up slightly, looking at him with joy, "Shao Yun, stay tonight. I’ve asked people to clean your room every day, keeping it just like it was when you were home."

Huo Shaojun’s pupils contracted slightly, and his voice came out cold and clear, as if the person standing outside the car window was not his biological mother, but a woman unfamiliar to him, "Hao Hao is used to Nanny Xu taking care of him at home. He can’t get comfortable elsewhere, so please don’t do this again."

Fang Jingting’s face changed repeatedly, awkwardly looking at Huo Shaojun’s indifferent profile, "Shao Yun, what do you mean?"

Huo Shaojun slightly furrowed his brows, not speaking.

Because he felt that Fang Jingting already understood the meaning in his words.

Indeed, Fang Jingting understood, and it made her feel very uncomfortable inside.

Pressing her lips tightly together, Fang Jingting looked at Huo Shaojun with grievance, "Shao Yun, Hao Hao is my grandson. It’s not too much to have him stay with us for a few days, is it?"

"He isn’t used to it," Huo Shaojun said.

"He’s not used to it because he hasn’t stayed long enough. I believe if he stays at home a little longer, he won’t insist on leaving like tonight. Ultimately..." Fang Jingting stared at Huo Shaojun, "Ultimately, it’s you who won’t let the child get close to us, and don’t allow us to get close to the child, which is why now he’s not close to us at all!"

Huo Shaojun squinted his eyes, and after a moment, he spoke with quiet detachment, "Since we are not close now, what’s the point of doing all this?"

Fang Jingting froze slightly.

And at this moment, Huo Shaojun already drove the car away from her sight.

Fang Jingting stared wide-eyed, dazed for several seconds before reacting, subconsciously chasing in the direction Huo Shaojun’s car left, until she couldn’t see his car anymore. Only then did Fang Jingting slowly stop.

Clenching her fists tightly, Fang Jingting looked in the direction where Huo Shaojun left, feeling both bitter and resentful in her heart.

But the object of her resentment was not Huo Shaojun, but...

The car was silent, so silent that Huo Tinghao almost believed he was alone in it, if not for the person sitting beside him.

The atmosphere was somewhat pressured and heavy, Huo Tinghao opened his small mouth, gently exhaled, his glossy black eyes cautiously sneaking a glance at the stern man with hands gripping the steering wheel, eyes fixed straight ahead.

"Is there something you want to say?" A calm and serious voice suddenly filled the car.

Huo Tinghao’s back straightened slightly, looking at Huo Shaojun with a sincere and concerned expression.

Huo Shaojun barely discernibly furrowed his brow, his deep eyes moving from ahead to Huo Tinghao.

As soon as their eyes met his stern gaze, Huo Tinghao almost immediately diverted his vision, his small face remaining tense, the tips of his ears slightly reddening, "Thank you."

The crease in Huo Shaojun’s brow deepened as he silently stared at Huo Tinghao.

Huo Tinghao stole another glance at him, seeing he was still watching, he moved his small mouth, "Thank you for coming to pick me up today."

Huo Shaojun’s eyes flashed suddenly, looking into Huo Tinghao’s, which deepened dramatically.

A few seconds later, Huo Shaojun turned his gaze back to the front, asking calmly, "Why don’t you want to stay with Grandpa and Grandma?"

Huo Tinghao’s dark pupils contracted slightly, his little head lowered, "No reason."

Huo Shaojun paused his hand holding the steering wheel, tightened his mouth, and said nothing more.

Hao Hao also turned his little face to the car window, quietly looking outside, his small hands resting on his legs, gently wringing.

Huo Shaojun’s gaze caught this action and paused there.

That little gesture, it’s very familiar.

"I miss her." Hao Hao’s low murmuring voice suddenly penetrated his ears.

Huo Shaojun’s eyes sank deeply again, turning his head to look intently at Hao Hao.

Huo Tinghao returned his gaze from the window to Huo Shaojun’s eyes, filled with a sadness and repression not fitting his age, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I want to see her."

Huo Shaojun, "..." His fingers on the steering wheel clenched tightly, the white of the knuckles faintly visible.

Huo Tinghao bit his lower lip, glanced at Huo Shaojun’s tightly clenched hands.

In his heart, he took a deep breath, lowered his long, straight eyelashes, his hands picking at each other, "Dad, please take me to see her. I promise I’ll only look from a distance, and I won’t go up to talk to her."

Huo Shaojun’s jaw set tightly, "Why the sudden desire to see her?"

"It’s not sudden." Huo Tinghao lifted his eyes, already brimming with crystal tears, "I think about it every day, every moment. But I know I can’t see her, can’t appear before her, because my presence would make her sick again. I don’t want her to get sick, so I hold back every day."

Huo Shaojun’s throat choked, staring at Huo Tinghao’s tear-filled eyes, his voice hoarse and steady, "Then why not continue to hold back?"