nd got tired too. The small bedroom had been dusty because no one lived there for a while, and she didn't want to clean it up, so she lay down on her own bed, which was also Zhuo Yu'an's side.As soon...Han Li’s face turned pale, and his legs went weak: "Who took it"

The teacher said, "He has a pickup card and says he's Zhao Yi's father. Zhao Yi also knows him..."

The teacher, as she said this, suddenly realized her mistake. There were strict pick-up and drop-off regulations at the kindergarten, but because she saw that Han Zhaoyi knew someone there and had a pick-up card, she hadn't checked whether the card was genuine or not.

"He said he wanted to take Zhaoyi to his grandmother's funeral." The teacher's voice grew softer and softer, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at her. If it had been any other parent, they would have surely yelled and made a scene.

But Han Li simply nodded calmly, not even asking about the teacher's situation. He turned and strode toward his car.

What on earth is Zhao Tingxing trying to do

His phone was switched off, and she couldn't reach him through any means of contact, which made her very anxious.

I had no choice but to call Gu Ruandong again. Since he knew Zhao Tingxing had feelings for Han Zhaoyi, he must have had someone following Zhao Tingxing all along.

But Gu Ruandong denied it, admitting he hadn't been tracking him. He just happened to see him near the kindergarten a few days ago when Dafang was looking for someone.

Han Li always does things with a plan and carefully, but she never expected Zhao Tingxing to take Han Zhaoyi away privately.

Take him to his grandmother's funeral

Have you returned to the county I also called Lao Chen to ask if he had seen Zhao Tingxing go back, or if there was a funeral for an elderly woman. Both questions were answered in the negative.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of the hotel room 2203 in Senzhou. If her memory served her right, Han Zhao Yi got pregnant in that very room.

She thought she knew Zhao Tingxing well, but now, she seemed to be seeing through him less and less.

Han Zhao's little ghost was big and happy, following Zhao Ting back to Senzhou. Along the way, he chattered away with a bunch of questions:

Will you attend my grandmother's funeral

Is the grandma who asked me to record the video your mom

Did she pass away

Oh, Zhao Tingxing, you must be heartbroken.

Will I never see her again

Zhao Tingxing found the noise bothersome and fell asleep on the plane with his eyes covered, while Han Zhaoyi was swinging her legs on the seat and munching on snacks and drinks brought by the flight attendant.

He naturally adapted well to any situation, let alone having a few days of experience getting along with Zhao Tingxing. While eating, he kept glancing at Zhao Tingxing beside him, ready to speak at any moment.

Zhao Tingxing couldn't sleep. He sat up slightly, and finally seized the opportunity to speak immediately: "Zhao Tingxing, are you my biological father"

Unequivocally, it could be considered a statement of affirmation.

Zhao Tingxing stiffened, the word "father" being very unfamiliar to him. In his world, there was no such vocabulary.

Seeing Han Zhao Yi's expectant gaze, he replied coldly: "I don't know."

To be honest, I don't know. That woman, Han Li, is very cunning and put on a good show. Who knows if it's true or not A paternity test is a must.

If it truly is his child, he would even have to fight to get them back.

He hates being schemed against more than anything in his life. Business is a cutthroat world where everyone schemes, it's just part of the job, but in life, who wouldn't want things to be simple

"Han Zhao Yi didn't understand the affairs between adults, and only said dazedly: 'Oh, then I hope you are my father.'"

Zhao Tingxing's icy heart was pricked. He had felt listless about everything since the old woman's death, but hearing the little hooligan say this, his numb heart skipped a beat.

"Han Zhaoyi: 'If you were my father, there would be one more man to protect my mother, my godmother, my grandmother, and my grandfather.'"

The child's eyes were full of longing. Having only his grandfather as a male figure growing up, he instinctively felt the need to protect his mother and aunts. Zhao Tingxing was so tall, strong, and imposing; he didn't care who else there was, he wanted him to be his father.

They arrived in Senzhou in the afternoon and stayed in the same suite as last time. The little boy was tired and slept all the way to the afternoon at the hotel. Zhao Tingxing, on the other hand, sat silently in the living room outside until he was disturbed by the sharp ring of the hotel room phone.

Zhao Tingxing picked up the phone, and a voice came from the other end, extremely suppressed and restrained, "Zhao Tingxing, what do you want to do"

He was trying to contain himself, his voice trembling slightly, unsure if it was anger or anxiety making him this way.

"This is between you and me, it has nothing to do with Han Zhaoyi. First, send him back. He's still in school."

Zhao Tingxing: "My child, how could it have nothing to do with me Han Li, since you dare to be born, you must have the courage to bear the consequences of losing."

Han Li: "I never intended to keep this from you forever, or else I wouldn't have brought him to you."

You didn't hide it from me, but you played me like a fool.

"My voice suddenly rose, "If I hadn't kept it from you back then, would you have agreed to let me keep the child If I hadn't allowed you to get to know him beforehand and build a relationship, would you have accepted him at four years old Children are very sensitive. Knowing that you were his father before meeting him, your rejection could hurt him."

Zhao Tingxing sneered: "Han Li, you are really righteous in making excuses for yourself."

"Han Li let out a breath. “Why can’t you just look at me normally Everything I do is for the sake of our family being together. There aren't any obstacles between us, are there”

Zhao Tingxing: “Lack of sincerity is the biggest obstacle between us.”

Having said that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

One sentence sent a shiver down Han Li's spine, for it had hit the nail on the head.

She believed she understood him, so she was full of scheming and calculating every move.

And he, from the bottom of his heart, never trusted her;

Both of them are competitive and vying for that sense of superiority.

After hanging up the hotel's landline, Zhao Tingxing finally turned his phone back on. Countless messages flooded in – news of his grandmother’s passing, Han Zhaoyi's reappearance – both events dealt him an unprecedented shock. For the first time, he contemplated being a human being, putting aside his career and allowing himself to momentarily escape its grip.

As soon as the machine powered on, Zhang Ze called within minutes, his voice filled with anger: “Where are you”

"Is something the matter"

"You're coming to Beijing right away, you hothead still have the time to fool around outside."

"Just say something if you have anything, otherwise hang up." Zhao Tingxing didn't think there was anything important. Otherwise, it would be easy for Zhang Ze to find him.

Zhang Ze: "We received a letter of complaint against Liao's department from above. It's currently being suppressed, but it probably won't stay hidden for long."

Zhao Tingxing then sat up straight and asked, "What's going on"

"What else could it be This is definitely something Gu Ruandong did. He helped Liao Bu get into power back then, and now he wants to distance himself from Liao Bu. So he got you involved to take the blame. Otherwise, how could you have gotten that position at Senbing Group so easily"

Zhang Ze was also quite hotheaded. Back then, Zhao Tingxing had risked his life to send him to Beijing. But now, his patron was about to fall, and he would likely be implicated. At this point, who did it matter who he wasraised her eyes somewhat dazedly to look at the young man in front of her, feeling a sense of familiarity.The boy stopped in his tracks when he saw her, obviously not expecting to find someone else th...