Chapter 110 (The Birth of the Little Brat)

  "Alright! Lie down quickly!" Han Jingyu felt better than Ling Xiang, and he forcibly took the little guy from Ling Xiang's arms and put him back on the hospital bed. He glared at him threateningly: "Behave yourself and lie down. If you're not better in two days, your father will send you back to the orphanage, got it?"

  "Uh-huh!" The little guy nodded obediently, pointing at his own handsome face, "Then Daddy, give me a kiss!"

  "...Han Jing Yu was depressed, this guy had too many evil thoughts, and for a moment he forgot that there was still a Ling Xiang by his side. According to the little guy's wishes, without hesitation, he leaned down and lightly kissed the little guy's fingertips."

  Oh no! Ling Xiang, who was standing beside her, was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put herself. She thought of leaving, but then the little guy turned around and said to her, "Mommy, you kiss too, and Little Treasure will get better soon!"

  What? Ling Xiang gritted her teeth and glared at him, damn it, what kind of trick was this little brat trying to pull now?!

  "Waaahhh...!" Not getting Ling Xiang's sympathy, the little guy started crying, "Mommy doesn't care, Xiao Bao will never be okay again!"

  Damn it, Ling Xiang was sulking and had no choice but to walk over to the other side, bend down and also give a kiss to the little guy who was looking for a fight.

  "Hurray! Hurray!" Ling Xiang was kissed, the little guy clapped his hands in excitement, unintentionally saw his father's gloomy face staring at him, and immediately closed his mouth obediently, then went to sleep obediently.

  Ling Xiang helped him pull the quilt over, and took a glance at Han Jieyu beside him. It was clear that he had excessive care for this little guy, and his heart ached more for him than for himself.

  "Let's go out first and let him rest for a while!" Han Jingyu spoke up, then took a step back alone, looking at his back, she took a deep breath, and followed behind.

  In the long corridor of the hospital, two people walked side by side in silence, neither willing to break the silence.

  Finally, Ling Xiang couldn't help but ask, adjusting her emotions from before, and naturally asked: "Hey, Han Jieyu, what's the relationship between you and that little guy? Why does he care so much about your feelings?"

  Saying that calling to deceive Ling Xiang into his father's apartment was just to avoid making his father sad, this thoughtful and considerate little guy must have had a secret with Han Jie Yu that no one else knew about, otherwise things wouldn't be so simple.

  Facing Ling Xiang's words, Han Jingyu fell silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and opening his mouth with a faint smile: "We are father and son?"

  He Xiaobao isn't always calling him Dad? A fool would know that's a father-son relationship.

  Ling Xiang was being treated like a fool by Han Jing Yu, if he continued this behavior, he might get dumped by a certain girl.

  Jing Xiang's face turned serious as she stared at him, and Han Jiu Yu suddenly let out a soft laugh: "What? You're his mother, don't you even know what kind of relationship he has with his father?"

  "...Ling Xiang was furious, glaring at a certain man, 'You, shut up with your nonsense, or you'll be punished by heaven.'"

  Looking at Ling Xiang's serious expression, Han Jing Ye also became serious, his handsome face suddenly turning gloomy and pale, his voice low and husky, "Actually... I do have a blood relationship with him..."

  The sound had barely faded when Ling Xiang was already bewildered, staring at that face with a smile that was sometimes unrestrained and sometimes gloomy and indifferent. Damn it, this Han Jing Yu really has a lot of stories to tell.

  "Can you be more specific?" Ling Xiang raised an eyebrow, her curiosity surging out in waves.