The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband!-Chapter 88 - : Silent Confrontation Between Father and Son

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Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Silent Confrontation Between Father and Son

Song Shuyan walked up to Han and smiled, “Han, if you don’t listen to Daddy, Daddy won’t love you anymore. Come on, let’s go home with us.”

She reached out to hold him.

But Han pushed her away, and when Song Shuyan tried to force a hug, he lowered his head and bit her on the wrist.

“Ah…”

Song Shuyan retracted her hand in pain, teeth itching with hate, but still had to pretend to be tolerant and gentle, “Han, don’t be afraid, auntie is taking you home, how could you bite your auntie?”

Han paid her no attention.

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He didn’t want to go home with her at all!

Huo Tingdong watched Han, staying silent, as if father and son were in a soundless standoff.

Song Shuyan tentatively asked from the side, “Tingdong, if we keep this stalemate, it’s going to get dark soon.”

Huo Tingdong said, “You go back first.”

Song Shuyan said, “I…” How could she bear to leave?

She was now eager to take the initiative, seeing Han growing closer to Lin Qi was an imminent threat to her.

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Huo Tingdong said, “He won’t go if you are here.”

Song Shuyan said, “Children don’t understand, how can you drag this out with him, just carry him to the car.”

No matter how stubborn Han was, he was just a child; Huo Tingdong could subdue him with one hand.

Huo Tingdong said, “If I forcibly carry him to the car, he will resist me in other ways.” Han was a child with a quirky temper, very well-behaved at times, and very rebellious at others; even if he’s forcibly put in the car, once home, he would protest by refusing to eat.

Since Han wanted to drag this out, then Huo Tingdong might as well keep him company to the end.

Huo Tingdong sat down on the chair opposite Han.

With him sitting down, the others felt even more uneasy, not knowing whether to stay or leave.

Huo Tingdong and Han, this father and son duo, when angry, are both of the same stubborn demeanor, looking as though they were cast from the same mold.

Lin Qi returned home with Momo, and the nanny had already prepared dinner.

Momo put his schoolbag back in his room, looking somewhat gloomy.

Lin Qi stood at the door, looking at Momo sitting at his desk in a daze, and asked, “Have you finished your homework?”

Momo said, “Yes.” He always did his homework during class, never leaving it until after school.

Lin Qi said, “Then let’s wait until Han comes home to have dinner together.”

Momo frowned slightly, “He won’t come back.”

Lin Qi was startled, “What do you mean?”

Momo said, “Based on my understanding of Han, he won’t be willing to go home with Uncle Huo.”

Lin Qi was surprised and felt a sense of amazement, realizing that Little Baby’s bond was indeed strong, they had developed such an understanding and knowledge of each other.

She smiled and said, “You and Han get along very well.”

Momo looked thoughtful, “Mommy, I hate that woman, Han hates her too, and he also doesn’t want Uncle Huo to marry that woman.”

Lin Qi remained silent, not saying a word.

It was Huo Tingdong’s wish to marry whomever he wanted, how could she interfere?

Time passed, minute by minute.

Before they knew it, it was already half-past eight in the evening.

Huo Tingdong and Han had not come home yet.

Just as Lin Qi was wondering what could be the situation, the phone rang; it was Huo Tingdong calling.

Lin Qi answered the phone, “Hello?”

Huo Tingdong said, “Han wants you to come pick him up, otherwise he’s unwilling to go home.”

Lin Qi suddenly got up, “Are you still at the school?”

Huo Tingdong replied, “Yeah.” Judging by his tone, he obviously sounded worn out; it seemed like he had fought a “protracted battle.”

It appears that after squabbling with Han for so long, even this man, who was always cold and iron-blooded, finally admitted defeat and had to pin his hopes on Lin Qi.

Only Lin Qi could convince Han to go home with her.

Lin Qi grabbed her bag and headed to the entryway, when she suddenly remembered Huo Tingdong’s previous cold attitude towards her, and snorted, “Didn’t you say before that you didn’t want me to take Han home? Didn’t Song Shuyan come to pick him up?”

Huo Tingdong said, “Han doesn’t want to go home with her.”

Lin Qi said, “So, you’re asking me for help now?”

Huo Tingdong replied, “Yeah.”

Lin Qi couldn’t resist teasing, “Are you begging me?”

Silence came from the other end.

Lin Qi said, “If you don’t plead with me, I’m not going to go, lest you accuse me of having ulterior motives when approaching Han.”

Huo Tingdong’s voice stiffened, “You…” This woman, really pushing her luck.

He clenched the phone, looking at Han sitting on the stool, face drooping, hugging his backpack, his stomach growling with hunger, yet stubbornly glued to the seat as if with superglue, utterly immovable.

“Please,” the man who was always looking down on others actually begged her on the phone, “Is that enough?”

Lin Qi said, “You’re impossible!” She hung up the phone and said to Momo, “I’m going to pick up Han.”

Upon hearing this, Momo nodded, “Mm, I’ll wait for Mommy to come home and we’ll have dinner together.”

“Alright.”

When Lin Qi arrived at the school gate, it was already nine o’clock in the evening.

Huo Tingdong and Han were in a deadlock, and Song Shuyan stood aside, not leaving. From a distance, she could see Lin Qi walking towards the school entrance, and her heart sank.

Just now, she had seen Huo Tingdong stand up and walk aside to make a call. She didn’t expect him to be calling Lin Qi for help.

Song Shuyan felt uncomfortable.

All this time, no matter how much she cajoled or deceived, Han refused to go home with her. She inevitably felt frustrated and annoyed. Now, seeing Lin Qi arrive, Song Shuyan turned back to find Han suddenly standing up from the stool, eyes shimmering with a bright, shiny light, and her feelings of heartache and jealousy intensified.

How could this little guy be so close to Lin Qi?

Could this be the so-called blood-is-thicker-than-water telepathy?

Song Shuyan wanted to walk over to hug Han, but he deliberately avoided her, glaring at her with a particularly wary look.

Song Shuyan said, “Han, do you really dislike Auntie that much?”

Her softly put question was met with Han’s unambiguous and firm nod.

Song Shuyan was even more stung, “Why do you dislike Auntie? Did Auntie do something wrong?”

Han kept a stiff face, still not speaking, but his eyes were silently declaring: Dislike is dislike, even if she had the face of an angel, he still wouldn’t like her!

Lin Qi walked up to Han and smiled, “Han, why are you sulking and refusing to go home? Auntie and Momo are waiting at home to have dinner with you!”

Upon hearing this, Han immediately stretched out his arms towards Lin Qi, asking for a hug.

Lin Qi squatted down, enveloped Han in her arms, and lifted him up.

Han’s face burst into a smile, his eyes curving into adorable and charming crescents.

Huo Tingdong watched, a tinge of astonishment in his eyes.

He hadn’t expected that the previously lifeless little guy would spring to life and become lively upon seeing Lin Qi.