Huo Yunting nearly moved his gaze away a few times, but it was as if a force of nature kept him in place .
He should have hated the child, but he soon realized that even if that was Huo Chen’s son, he could not bear to do that . In fact, he was growing fond of the boy .
He looked very much like himself and Huo Chen .
Perhaps this is what they call “love trumps all”?
When he was studying Huo Xu, the boy was also studying him .
The uncle… looks a lot like me .
In fact, he is almost as handsome as me!
For the first time ever, little Huo Xu had interest in a stranger .
What is his relationship with Yangyang?
Xuxu wondered curiously, but kept quiet since his mother was still having breakfast .
Lu Zhaoyang sensed the silent interaction between father and son and hastened to finish her food . All the while she was thinking about how to get Huo Yunting out of her room .
“Uncle, my name is Huo Xu, what about you?”
He was too shy to ask the real question in mind, but he could not stay quiet for long .
His voice was so sweet and gentle .
Observing from the side, Huo Li looked heartbroken .
The heartless kid refused to divulge his full name earlier in the suite, but now he willingly introduced himself to Brother Ting!
Talk about double standards!
“Huo Yunting . ”
Huo Li suppressed a choke . This was the first time since Brother Ting’s successful run as an entrepreneur that he introduced himself to someone else so formally .
He then looked at Brother Ting and realized not only was he not annoyed, he seemed to be treating the boy very patiently .
What the hell…
“Yangyang, the uncle has the same surname as me!”
Little Huo Xu exclaimed to his mother as though he had discovered something groundbreaking .
At this point, Huo Li wanted to cry .
Excuse me, my surname is also Huo, okay?
You didn’t seem half as excited when I told you that!
The glass of fruit juice in Lu Zhaoyang’s hand shook a little as she thought, Of course, he’s your father .
“I guess we are family . ” Huo Yunting inhaled and found the whole situation ridiculous .
His wife’s child was not his own, and yet here he was happily chatting away with her son . There was no saving his dignity in the matter . It did not really matter, though…
Lu Zhaoyang continued with her breakfast . As long as her son was with her, everything else felt irrelevant .
“Yangyang, the uncle said that…”
Before he could finish, Huo Yunting stood up .
After he left the room, little Huo Xu turned to Lu Zhaoyang with gaped . “Yangyang, he said that we’re family!”
Lu Zhaoyang put down her glass and smiled . “You share the same surname that is recorded in the book of Hundred Family Surnames [1], so I guess it’s true . ”
“Oh… What’s this Hundred Family Surnames?”
The boy had grown up overseas and was not familiar with his mother’s culture . After all, he was only three years old .
“I’ll teach you when we are back at home . ”
Lu Zhaoyang put down her cutlery and patted her belly . With Huo Yunting gone, she felt much more relaxed .
After the strenuous activity last night, she needed to catch some sleep .
“Deal!”
Young Huo Xu grinned, but in the next moment he noticed something odd .
He reached out a chubby hand and touched a reddish spot on Lu Zhaoyang’s neck .
“Did a mosquito bite you last night? Why is your neck red…”
“Yes, there was this giant mosquito and I couldn’t get it to go away!”
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