Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 590 - 588: What Happened to the Trust Between Father and Son?
Zaizai only knew that many people were talking to daddy in a criticizing manner, and they seemed very impolite.
His soft, milky voice was particularly grating amidst the clamor, unexpectedly making the reportersโ voices abruptly stop. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฃ๐ธ๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐๐๐ถ
"Zaizai!" By now, Jiayi was already half dead with rage from Huo Zhenyang, covering Zaizaiโs mouthโwas he actually speaking up for this man? Thatโs enough; does this kid even acknowledge her existence as his mommy anymore?
Huo Zhenyang was already smiling faintly, "Come here."
Jiayi was stunned; clearly, the words werenโt for her, and sure enough, before she could recover, Zaizai had scurried over with a sound akin to a magnet attracting iron, his little chubby legs carrying him swiftly.
Huo Zhenyang gave Jiayi a casual glance, with an air of "you donโt need to come over, as long as the son does," holding a son-means-everything demeanor as he lifted Zaizai with one arm.
All the reportersโ eyes were on the father and son.
The father and son wore similar styles of suits, just in different sizes.
The tall and imposing, dignified and extraordinary handsome father held his soft and cuddly adorable son; they were a pleasing sight to behold, as if he was holding a precious pearl lost in the vast ocean.
It was clear that the child was very affectionate towards daddy.
Huo Zhenyang spoke up, "The childโs name is Huo Zhuoting; he is the son of Huo Zhenyang, the eldest grandson of the Huo Family."
His tone was calm, yet it was a blatant declaration to the world, announcing the childโs acknowledgment of his ancestry.
"Daddy is here, so say whatever you want to say. Donโt be afraid," Huo Zhenyang prompted with a turn of his neck.
Upon hearing this, Zaizai had no reservations, hugging Huo Zhenyangโs neck, facing the reporters, with his round plump arms akimbo:
"My daddy is not like what you say. Daddy doesnโt neglect me, nor is he irresponsible; itโs because he only just found me, and now heโs really nice to me! He bought me a whole set of MAX series robots, an entire set, mind you!"
Little Meatballโs face was filled with pride, originally intending to speak for daddy, but after saying just a few words, he couldnโt resist showing off his toys.
Jiayi covered her forehead, finding it both funny and frustrating, and suddenly realized why he had brought Zaizai over.
Heโd willingly publicized his relationship with her, and now was using Zaizai to play the emotion card, to salvage his public image?
Just as she was about to step forward, she was discreetly stopped by Georgeโs outstretched hand.
"Miss Jiayi, what do you plan to do if you go over there, take Zaizai away? Zaizai can finally see the light of day. He wonโt have to hear from anyone at kindergarten that he doesnโt have a father anymore. Look at him, how happy he is right now. Isnโt that what you wished for?"
Jiayi had seen the smile on Zaizaiโs face.
Butโ
The current situation was what Zaizai wished for, but not what she had hoped for.
Her life, once again, was being dictated by this man.
On Huo Zhenyangโs side, he had finished speaking, and following his cue, Su Yan and a few assistants stepped forward to block the reportersโ questions.
"Alright, thatโs all for tonight as Mr. Huoโs time is limited. If you have any questions, feel free to ask us," they said.
"Since Mr. Huo has chosen to make tonightโs event public, he doesnโt mind it being reported, but we kindly ask our friends in the media to report accurately without any distortion. Mr. Huo, who is set to become the mayor, does not mind public scrutiny in the least."
...
The PR capabilities of the Huo Familyโs assistants were indeed strong, promptly silencing the reporters with just a few sentences.
Huo Zhenyang held Zaizai, bypassed the reporters shielded by the bodyguards, and walked straight toward the grand doors of the banquet hall.
He didnโt call for Jiayi, he didnโt even glance at her, certain she would follow.
Sure enough, Jiayi realized what was happening and hurried after him, calling out, "Zaizai!" She caught up, attempting to take Zaizai back into her arms.
Huo Zhenyang subtly shifted his body and easily evaded her hands.
"What do you mean by this? Fighting me for my son?" Jiayi couldnโt believe it.
"The place is full of reporters, go on in now and say, say Iโm snatching my own son, see if anyone cares," he said with a sly smile.
She was so furious that she was at a loss for words, "Youโ"
Scandals about his private life were his only weakness, and now he had deliberately exposed it, offering it up for public scrutiny, leaving nothing more to fear.
"You have two choices now, either you come back to Disheng with Zaizai and me or Zaizai comes with me, and you, youโre free as the birds, I couldnโt care less about you," Huo Zhenyang ruthlessly grinded down her patience.
Free as the birds? With Zaizai at his place, where could she possibly fly off to?
This man was obviously forcing her back to Disheng!
She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning almost white, and could only try to taunt him, hoping he would not focus his mind on her and her son: "What youโre doing today, by tomorrow the news will break, and you could be ruined. If I were you, my biggest headache right now would be planning how to deal with the societyโs questioning tomorrow, handling the PR crisis, and making sure my mayoral seat is secure!"
How could he not see through this young womanโs ruse? His handsome face showed no worry, and he even quirked his lips, "Is that so? Then I have even more reason to keep Zaizai. Crafting the image of a responsible, good father could greatly help in restoring my reputation."
"Youโ" Jiayi was on the verge of spitting blood.
"Mr. Huo." Xue Jingchuan strode out, his voice drifting over, "Even if you do admit tonight that Zaizai is your illegitimate son, Jiayi is still Zaizaiโs biological mother, and you donโt have enough rights to take Zaizai away."
Huo Zhenyangโs expression turned cold, and he looked over icily.
Zaizai finally saw who had come and suddenly opened his eyes wide in recognition: "Xue Jingchuan! Itโs Xue Jingchuan! Daddy, put me down first!"
Huo Zhenyang frowned and glanced at the Little Meatball in his arms; at this critical moment, the little guy was failing him.
Was this switching sides?
With his idol right in front of him, Zaizai couldnโt care less about everything else, kicking his chubby legs even more fiercely.
Huo Zhenyang took a sharp breath and had no choice but to put Zaizai down.
Zaizai immediately rushed over, his chubby cheeks filled with awe, "Youโre really Xue Jingchuan? Iโm Chuanbei, hey!"
Xue Jingchuan smiled, squatted down, and picked up Zaizai: "Yes. I am Xue Jingchuan."
Zaizai, seeing he didnโt mind, started to touch him all over: "Wow, youโre even more handsome than on TV! Your nose is so high, and your lips are so pretty, and theyโre real, not made up... Iโve never seen such a handsome guy; youโre truly my idol!"
Huo Zhenyangโs face darkened. This little traitor; hadnโt he said the handsomest man in the world was Daddy? How quickly he had changed his tune. What about the trust between father and son?
Jiayi took the rare opportunity and suggested to Zaizai: "Zaizai, do you want to take a photo with Uncle Idol? Thereโs a beautiful garden at the entrance of the hotel; how about the three of us go there to take pictures slowly? You can talk more with Uncle Idol too."
Upon hearing this, Zaizaiโs eyes lit up. He glanced at his father, whose handsome face had turned dark, and counted on his fingers: "Daddy, can I go back with you in a few days?"
Daddy would stay put, not going anywhere.
The chance for close contact with an idol wasnโt frequentโsuch opportunities, once lost, might never return!
