At this time, Mo Wei's eyes were slightly lowered, without looking at Huo Tingquan's eyes, and even... didn't observe the expression on his handsome face.

  Humans are such contradictory and bizarre creatures.

  Obviously, he was psychologically prepared to die, but at the moment of departure... he suddenly lost the courage to face it.

  She was afraid to see the stiff expression on his face when his lies were exposed, afraid to see the flash of guilt in his eyes, and afraid that he would suddenly admit that he didn't love her... If it were true, she would rather have him continue to coax her, deceive her, even use her, as long as he could stay by her side.

  Mo Wen's words aren't entirely wrong, fortune and misfortune are cyclical.

  In the past, Huo Tingchen would tie her up and not let her leave. Sometimes, he even held her hand while sleeping, as if afraid that when he woke up, she would be gone.

  But now, she had no sense of security. The two people were so close... yet it felt like there was a layer of gauze between them. She stretched out her hand, but couldn't touch the tip of his finger.

  This feeling was something Mo Wei Yu had never experienced before.

  It's been half a year since they parted ways, and although Huo Tingchen has returned to her side once again, it gives her a feeling of being distant... Just as Mo Wei'en repeatedly asked, even she, an outsider, noticed the change in Huo Tingchen; how could she not feel anything?

  She just didn't want to admit it.

  “……”

  “……”

  The voice fell, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became quiet. Huo Tingchen did not immediately explain or deny it, as if considering how to phrase his words.

  Seeing him silent, Mo Wei's eyelids moved slightly, and she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man's hand on the steering wheel.

  His long fingers, which had been casually placed on hers earlier, now tightened by three points, and the joints of his finger bones protruded slightly due to the force, revealing in the silence that the man's heart was slightly restless at this moment.

  Mo Wei Yu stared blankly at his hand, muttering to himself.

  As if seeking confirmation of something, he subconsciously added two more sentences.

  "That nanny still... you're so good to that child, he's sick and you've been by his bedside comforting him... when the child cries and throws a tantrum, no one can calm him down, but as soon as you hold him, he stops crying immediately... others may have a mother-child bond, but you and that child have a father-son bond..."

  When he heard the four words "father and son connected at heart", Huo Tingchen couldn't help but raise his head, step on the brakes and stop the car by the side of the road.

  Dai Yi and Xiuyi were driving behind them and also stopped when they saw this.

  "What's going on?"

  "Not clear."

  "Let's stop and take a look..."

  "Uh-huh."

  Slowly pulled over to the side of the road, a few cars did not leave too far away, but also slightly opened up a distance.

  He opened the car window, took out a lighter, lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply before slowly exhaling a swirling mist of white smoke.

  "So..."

  He lightly opened his thin lips, and the man's low, husky voice carried a hint of hoarseness.

  When he said this, his gaze was level and forward, the expression on his handsome face didn't fluctuate much, even his tone was unusually calm, but when it fell on her ears, it carried an intangible pressure.

  "After all, you still don't believe... I have never touched Zhuang Ying?"

  Mo Wei's eyelids fluttered slightly as she naturally wanted to believe him.

  But sometimes, even she herself can't help but doubt herself, like the child she lost half a year ago... Clearly in her memory, she had never had any relationship with Sang Xia, yet in the end... The child's blood type was problematic.

  Will the same situation also occur on Huo Tongchen's body?

  "I and Sang Xia have nothing at all, the child is yours... can only be yours."

  Gently biting her thin lips, Mo Wei's words reopened the wound that had never healed in half a year.

  When Mo Wei Yu mentioned Sang Xia and that child, Huo Ting Chen suddenly smoked two cigarettes fiercely, then extinguished the cigarette butts heavily in his palm... A sharp pain came, but not a heart-wrenching pain, that child had always been the knot between the two of them.

  Half a year ago, it was not solved, and now it has not been thoroughly put down.

  Mo Wei Yu harbored a deep grudge over this; wasn't he also heartbroken?!

  That's a wound that can't be touched, and once touched, it will make both of them bleed profusely!

  He threw away the extinguished cigarette butt, Huo Tingjun turned his head and didn't mention the child he lost half a year ago. He stared at Mo Wei Yu with deep eyes, as if wanting to see into her heart.

  "Is it... must you force me to personally acknowledge that Zhuang Ying's child is mine before you're satisfied?"

  She raised her eyes to meet Ho Fengchen's gaze, and although his eyes seemed icy cold, they felt like fire burning into her.

  Mo Wei's eyelashes fluttered as she glanced at his face, somewhat afraid to look him straight in the eye.

  Can't bear it and start avoiding this topic, "Forget it... I won't ask again."

  Huo Tingjun, however, was relentless and refused to give up!

  His fingers pinched the woman's pointed chin, forcing her to turn around and face him. Huo Tingchen's eyes were deep and dark, like a cold pool.

  "You ask, what do you want to ask... now ask me everything clearly! I'm telling you, that child is not mine, are you saying in your eyes... I'm a coward who doesn't even dare to acknowledge my own flesh and blood?"

  The man's handsome face was gloomy, and his fingertips had a bit of force.

  Mo Wei's eyebrows and eyes revealed a few points of pain, and only then did Huo Tingchen let go of her. He lit another cigarette and put it in his mouth, his voice relaxing by three degrees.

  "Alright, there's something to say, don't keep it all bottled up inside... Ask clearly, and we'll both be at ease. Although there are some things I still haven't figured out now, but for the questions that can be answered... At least, I can guarantee that I won't deceive you."

  Looking at the man's profile with a misty and hazy expression, Mo Wei's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and finally opened.

  "Are you in Mo Jia and living with Zhuang Ying?"

  "No. She's an outsider. Not qualified to live in the same building as us."

  "Then... will you go back and live there in the future?"

  Originally thought Mo Wei Yu would not let go of the child's problem, but unexpectedly asked her, she was more concerned about this kind of problem... Huo Tingquan exhaled a long stream of smoke, turned his head to look at her, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

  "You don't drive me away, I won't leave."

  As soon as the words fell, Mo Wei Yu relaxed a bit, and Huo Ting Chen couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke her face, asking back.

  "What? Can't bear to part with me?"

  Mo Wei Yu subconsciously wanted to brush his hand away, but she hesitated for a moment and stopped her action. She then nodded lightly and acknowledged it, "......uh-huh."

  Her voice was very soft, like a mosquito's cry, almost inaudible.

  But at that moment, Huo Tongchen felt a tightness in his chest, as if his heartbeat had stopped for half a second.

  Then Mo Wei Yu said.

  "Although Zhuang Ying is anxious to call you back, but actually... that child, didn't get sick at all?"

  Huo Tingchen's movements stiffened.

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