Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 482 - 450: Jun, Your Mother Is by Your Side_3

His tone was very sorrowful, staring into her eyes, chaotic and terrified. He was scared, very scared.

Jian Liangtong felt a sudden ache in her heart, opened her lips, gently exhaled, and reached out to hold the two tightly clenched little fists of Huo Tinghao. Her thumb gently stroked the tense skin on the back of his hand as she looked at him seriously and said, "Little guy, maybe we’ve met before, but please forgive Auntie..."

"You’re not Auntie, you’re my..." Huo Tinghao said up to this point, angrily turned his small face to one side, his little eyebrows tightly furrowed, and didn’t continue.

Jian Liangtong helplessly watched his angry profile. After a moment’s pause, she continued, "Auntie has forgotten a lot of things. If I’ve accidentally forgotten that we’ve met before, please believe me, I really didn’t do it on purpose, didn’t purposely forget you."

"Forgot a lot of things?" Huo Tinghao seized the key point, turned his head back, and looked at Jian Liangtong hesitantly.

"Yes, forgotten a lot." Jian Liangtong smiled bitterly.

Huo Tinghao’s little face twisted into a knot as he scrutinized Jian Liangtong for a long while, making sure she wasn’t lying to him.

Huo Tinghao exhaled, his whole demeanor less irritable than before, now looking at Jian Liangtong with a somewhat deflated expression. His voice was low, "No matter what, you just forgot about me."

"I’m sorry," Jian Liangtong said sincerely.

Huo Tinghao lowered his head, not speaking for a long time.

Worry filled Jian Liangtong’s almond eyes as she leaned forward to look at Huo Tinghao’s profile, "Want to go find Daddy?"

Huo Tinghao weakly drooped his long black eyelashes, didn’t answer Jian Liangtong’s words, but directly pulled his two fists out of her hands, got off the sofa, and walked towards the study.

Jian Liangtong watched Huo Tinghao’s thin back, a strong sense of guilt surging within her.

Watching as Huo Tinghao opened the study room door and went in, Jian Liangtong didn’t follow but instead sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Today, by coincidence, meeting Huo Tinghao again, his two calls of "Mom," and his firm assertion of knowing her, the wounded questioning of whether she forgot him and didn’t want him, and his reaction after knowing she forgot many things, had cast one stone after another in Jian Liangtong’s heart, making it impossible to maintain any peace.

Huo Shaojun was indeed in the study.

And at this moment, father and son were locked in a silent gaze of confrontation.

Huo Shaojun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study, with black curtains tightly covering it.

His long fingers held a cigarette that was already more than half-smoked, with grayish cigarette ash forming a thin layer around his feet on the brown-black floor.

He half-squinted his cold eyes, staring at the little boy standing in the center of the study, his brows raised angrily glaring at him.

In Huo Shaojun’s memory, Huo Tinghao had never been like this before tonight.

In front of him, Huo Tinghao was always very mature, behaving like an adult, each word seemingly deliberated before being spoken.

He might have been angry or dissatisfied with him, but never had he shown it in front of him like today.

So, when seeing Huo Tinghao like this, Huo Shaojun had to admit, there was a hint of surprise in his heart.

"Why didn’t you tell me?" Huo Tinghao gritted his teeth, indignantly said.

Huo Shaojun didn’t like him speaking in this tone.

With a slightly tense face, Huo Shaojun took a drag of the cigarette, casually replied, "Tell you what? Tell you she forgot you?"

"I hate you!" Huo Tinghao’s eyes turned red, his small chest heaving sharply.

Huo Shaojun furrowed his brows, cold eyes intently staring at Huo Tinghao.

"I hate you!" Huo Tinghao said again.

Huo Shaojun’s heart slightly stung, coldly tugged his lips, "Whatever!"

"..." Huo Tinghao clenched his fingers, crimson liquid slid to the corner of his eye, his thin lips pressed so tightly they turned white, hoarsely roared, "You are not my dad at all!"

Huo Shaojun’s face suddenly turned gloomy, his cold eyes intensely dark, deeply staring at Huo Tinghao, "Say it again!"

Huo Tinghao looked at his icy face, the pale little face trembled, but his red eyes still stubbornly glared at him, softly accusing, "If you really were my dad, then you wouldn’t have not told me about my mom. If you were my dad, you wouldn’t have lied to me, always telling me my mom gets sick when she sees me. If you really were my dad, you would have taken me to see her, even once! But you didn’t! So, you’re not my dad, you hate me, and now I hate you too!"

"What would telling you about her change? Nothing will change the result, she doesn’t remember you, plain and simple! If you were truly that important, she wouldn’t have forgotten you too. If you were really that important, after a year, why hasn’t anyone come looking for you, or visited you? Huo Tinghao, think about it yourself!" Huo Shaojun coldly flung these words and abruptly moved his long legs, leaving the study.