Chapter 212

Extreme contradiction, intertwined with each other, even Xia Zhi is not sure, what emotion should she face.

She took a sip of the wine on the table, managed to calm down and said, "thank you for taking me to the hospital that day."

Huo Huaichen's attitude is not satisfied“ Don't thank me. I didn't do it for you. Just don't want to be because of you. It diverts the media's attention and creates unnecessary troubles for Hodgson. "

Xia Zhi think, this reason also really makes sense.

"No matter what your starting point is, I still want to thank you."

Huo Huaichen holds the glass. Shaking the liquid in the cup, the eye color is shrouded by a piece of gloom. Suddenly, I asked in a voice: "who is the child in your ward?"

Xia Zhi immediately coagulates to him, "that bunch of flowers..."

Want to ask, she stopped the following words, did not ask further.

According to the current relationship between two people, even if the flowers are indeed sent by him, what can they represent?

She dropped her eyes and said frankly, "he's my son."

Huo Huaichen's eyes suddenly constrict, admit from her mouth is her son, unexpectedly can be so natural!

He suddenly laughed and shook his head. Fingers on the table a few random tap, "son is your son."

Xia Zhi bit her lip. She knew how sensitive these two words were.

Huo Huaichen then stood up, hands in his pants pocket, condescending. He half closed his eyes and glared at her. "Don't you know whose son he is?"

Silent for a moment, Xia Zhi nodded, "I know."

It's Gu Yunqing.

In her days of grief, she received an express delivery containing a DNA test report.

Xia Zhi was hit at that time. as one can imagine.

But what's wrong with children?

They come to the world clean and clean, why should they bear the dirty burden for adults?

And, at that time. Xia Zhi is in urgent need of a consolation to fill the spiritual trauma.

So Andy became her son.

Just, in this case, will Huo Huaichen understand?

Huo Huaichen glared at her eyes, more and more sharp, cold“ So, are you raising a son for your enemy? Have you forgotten your own flesh and blood? "

"No!"

Xia Zhi's calmness. When it comes to children, it breaks down.

She clenched her fist. Head down, voice taut tightly, "that's the pain of my life, how can I forget? Since the accident, I have been afraid of the coming of night. As long as I fall asleep, I can see him coming towards me with his little hands open and covered with blood. "

She began to choke. It was a release that had been suppressed for too long, but she didn't want him to see her tears.

She is not afraid of his ridicule, but afraid of his cold drop a "deserved". That's worse than killing her.

Unexpectedly, the man next to him didn't say anything.

Huo Huaichen's black eyes narrowed tightly to hold her. The pain she showed inadvertently made him unable to look directly at her.

The banquet is still going on, Huo Huaichen holding a glass, and other people light touch, slowly to the mouth.

Through the cup along the top, the mist covered eyes, always back to his summer gardenia.

At this time, Xia Zhi got up and quietly left the banquet hall.

Huo Huaichen waved to Lian Heng and whispered a few words to him. Lian Heng immediately answered and walked towards the gate.

Huo Huaichen gently shakes the cup, his eyes are very low, and he looks thoughtful

Returning to Huo's house, Huo Huaichen lazily takes off his coat and throws it away. His long body sinks into the soft sofa. After thinking about it, he takes out his mobile phone and pulls out a series of numbers.