Chapter 146: Hate Because of Love (1)
Zhou Yan was reluctant to believe that the child in Han Ji's arms actually called him daddy? If it weren't for Han Ji, if it weren't for the figure that looked almost the same as his own, he would never have dared to believe what he saw...
After a long time, Zhou Yan finally uttered two words with difficulty. He asked in a somewhat dry voice: "Who is he?"
Han Ji smiled and said softly: "Our son."
While answering, Han Ji's eyes were looking at the child in her arms, with endless tenderness in her expression and eyes, as if she was looking at a rare treasure.
Zhou Yan lost his words. He should have said something, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. Huan Ling, who was standing by, looked at Zhou Yan's reaction with a playful smile, and seemed very interested. So in order to see Zhou Yan 's further reaction, Huan Ling said: "Will Prince Jing not hug the little prince?"
After hearing this, Han Ji was the first to react. She held the child in her arms and walked towards Zhou Yan, saying gently: "Yier, let daddy hug you."
"Hold me, hold me--" the child's tender voice sounded, and he waved towards Zhou Yan, looking very lovable.
Zhou Yan almost unconsciously took the child and held him in his arms. Perhaps because he saw a strange face, the tender little hands began to pat Zhou Yan's face, somewhat unscrupulously and with that innocent smile.
Zhou Yan just looked at the child in his hand for a long time before he came back to his senses. He turned to Han Ji and asked: "When did it happen?"
Han Ji teased the child in Zhou Yan's arms and said: "More than a year ago."
Zhou Yan wanted to ask why he didn't know, but he found that he was not qualified to ask, because when had he ever really cared? Otherwise, how could he not know about such a big thing?
"Since you were not around, I named him Zhou Yi. If you don't like it, you can get him another one." Han Ji's mind was completely focused on the child, so her tone made people feel that she didn't care at all, or didn't know what she was talking about.
Zhou Yi's childish laughter was heard everywhere. Zhou Yi could hardly believe that such an innocent child could be his own. Yes, he did not doubt Han Ji's words at all, nor did he deny that the child was his. Therefore, he completely confirmed that Huan Ling was not lying.
"Prince Jing and his family have finally reunited, so I won't bother you any more. Three meals a day will be delivered as usual. If you have anything to do, you can come find me. Bye."
As soon as she finished speaking, Huan Ling left without any hesitation, leaving people unable to guess what she was thinking.
After Huan Ling left, Zhou Yan did not speak for a long time. He just looked at Zhou Yi. This child seemed to have endless energy, which was still waving in his face. His unscrupulous attitude made it impossible to ignore the innocence of this child.
Until Zhou Yi seemed a little bored and reached out to Han Ji, indicating that he wanted to be hugged. Han Ji took him from Zhou Yan without saying a word.
"Yier, are you tired?" Han Ji asked softly.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything, he just hugged Han Ji's neck tightly and leaned on her shoulder, then closed his eyes. These actions undoubtedly showed that he was really tired; Han Ji accepted it very lovingly, and after hugging her for a while, she turned around and went back to the cabin, leaving Zhou Yan standing there alone in a daze.
After a while, Han Ji came out. Zhou Yi had been left in the room by her. She walked to the round table beside her and said while pouring tea: "Come and sit down."
Zhou Yan hesitated for only a moment before he took a step forward, walked to the round table and sat down casually. Han Ji then brought the poured tea to him, and then Han Ji poured herself a cup and sat down as well.
"Where should I start?" Han Ji muttered to herself while holding a teacup, as if she was thinking about where to start, but she had no idea that she had already expressed her thoughts.
Looking at Han Ji, Zhou Yan had an illusion that he had never known Han Ji before.
Han Ji put down the teacup in her hand, looked at Zhou Yan, and said: "Remember? You hugged me twice, although the time interval was very short."
Zhou Yan was of course aware of what Han Ji said, and he did not intend to deny it. Looking at Han Ji, he had no intention of evading. Han Ji's meaning was very simple, basically telling Zhou Yan how she got pregnant with his child. Zhou Yan never minded this, even though Han Ji was not pregnant with his child, but what bothered him was that he did not know about the child until today. For a moment, Zhou Yan wanted to get angry, but he found that he had no right to do so. Hadn't he always ignored Han Ji? Otherwise, how could he have come to this situation? How could the phantom spirit take advantage of him?
"I didn't expect to get pregnant with Yi'er, but it just so happened that Yi'er's birth gave me new hope. I thought I could give you a warm home when you were tired, but..." Han Ji paused in the middle of her words, with an indescribable sadness in her expression, as if she was recalling bad memories. After a moment, she continued: "I'm sorry that you have to meet in this way, but I'm also very grateful to Huanling for bringing you here. I thought I would never have this opportunity."
Although Han Ji tried her best to hide and suppress it, Zhou Yan could still feel her bitterness. What kind of unknown pain did she go through? Zhou Yan didn't know. In fact, it would not be difficult to understand if he thought about it a little, but Zhou Yan had no intention and no energy to think about it.
