Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 578 - 524: Jun Ni Liangsheng Finale, Middle Part: My Child_2
She stared blankly at the white ceiling, resembling a soulless "walking corpse".
The door was pushed open from the outside.
A tall and handsome man walked in slowly.
The rustling sound of footsteps landed steadily on the floor, finally stopping beside Jian Liangtong’s bed.
Jian Liangtong continued to look at the ceiling, her face as pale as the white quilt covering her.
Huo Shaojun’s cold eyes were deep and complex as he stared at Jian Liangtong, his heart still pounded by waves, his voice hoarse, "That child..."
Huo Shaojun had just opened his mouth.
Jian Liangtong’s vacant eyes suddenly flashed with color, as if jolted awake from a dream. She took a sharp breath, threw off the quilt, sat up, and was about to get out of bed.
Huo Shaojun squinted his eyes, catching her arm before she could get down.
"Where’s Hao Hao?" Jian Liangtong asked anxiously, turning her head to stare at Huo Shaojun.
Hao Hao?
Huo Shaojun’s furrowed brow slightly relaxed, finally understanding who "Hao Hao" was.
A barely noticeable softness passed through his cold eyes, and Huo Shaojun looked at her, speaking softly, "Your parents are with him, don’t worry."
Parents?
Jian Liangtong’s pupils froze slightly, her face turning pale as she whispered, "My parents are here?"
Huo Shaojun stared at her, "Yes."
Jian Liangtong clenched her fingers, trying to pull her arm away from him, but he only gripped tighter.
Jian Liangtong lowered her long, straight eyelashes, eyes full of turmoil.
"Hao Hao..."
Huo Shaojun tried to speak again but was interrupted.
"Why are you here?"
He Xinyun opened the door and saw Huo Shaojun holding Jian Liangtong’s hand, her eyes suddenly filled with defense. She stepped forward quickly, grabbed Jian Liangtong’s hand, breathing heavily, "I already made it clear to Mr. Huo, my daughter has nothing to do with you. Please, Mr. Huo, don’t disturb my daughter anymore. Please leave, Mr. Huo."
Jian Liangtong’s concealed eyelashes trembled chaotically.
Huo Shaojun only stared at Jian Liangtong, "I have something to confirm with her. Once confirmed, I’ll leave."
"What does Mr. Huo want to confirm?" He Xinyun asked, eyes steadfastly on Huo Shaojun.
Huo Shaojun pressed his thin lips together, raised his head, and looked at He Xinyun, "Is Hao Hao my son?"
His question was direct, without any ambiguity or detours.
He Xinyun trembled violently, her eyes widening as she stared at Huo Shaojun.
Jian Liangtong’s fingers dug into her palms.
"Is Hao Hao my child?" Huo Shaojun asked again, his voice noticeably hoarser.
He Xinyun’s expression stiffened slightly, and she looked down at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong remained with her head bowed, sitting right in front of them, yet seeming as if she might vanish at any moment.
"No." Jian Liangtong said, her voice calm.
He Xinyun’s eyes quivered, her hands clenching suddenly.
Her eyes looked complicatedly at Huo Shaojun.
But Huo Shaojun looked pale, his upright figure seemed to waver slightly, as if unsteady.
He Xinyun’s eyes flickered quickly, and when she looked at Jian Liangtong again, a silent sigh passed through her heart.
"Whose?"
After a long silence in the hospital room, Huo Shaojun’s hoarse voice sounded.
Jian Liangtong lifted her eyes, looking at Huo Shaojun. In her eyes was the image of Huo Shaojun’s pale, repressed face, but there was no ripple in her heart, "Whoever’s it is, it has nothing to do with Huo Tianwang."
Huo Shaojun’s eyes reddened, "Is it Cheng Jin’s?"
If it wasn’t his, then it could only be Huo Chengjin’s.
When Huo Chengjin was young, his resemblance to the young Huo Shaojun was said to be seventy percent similar by those who had seen them.
But as Huo Chengjin grew, his appearance no longer resembled Huo Shaojun’s much.
And if Hao Hao’s looks resembled neither of them, there was no other possibility.
So, Hao Hao was a child of hers and his!
Huo Shaojun felt as if a thousand-pound stone pressed on his lungs, suffocating pain spread through his body with every breath.
He found himself unable to stand here and hear her say that "definitive" answer.
Because he dared not guarantee.
When hearing her say that answer out loud, he could restrain himself from strangling her!
Cold air continuously emanated from Huo Shaojun’s entire body, the air in the room chilling as if winter came.
He turned and left the room.
Jian Liangtong suddenly closed her eyes, the eyes under her eyelids seemed as if stung by thousands of poisonous needles, unbearably sore.
Yet she didn’t shed a single tear.
Four years ago, from the moment he heartlessly left her and the child, this child had nothing to do with him anymore.
He Xinyun looked at Jian Liangtong, eyes full of both helplessness and heartache.
