Chapter 146, I hate because of love (1)

  Zhou Yan is not willing to believe that the child in Han Ji's hands is actually called his father? If it weren't for Han Ji, if it wasn't for the silhouette that was almost the same as himself, how could he not believe the facts he had seen...

  After a long time, Zhou Yan spit out two words with difficulty from his mouth. He asked in a dry voice, "He is?"

  Han Ji smiled and said softly: "Our son."

  When answering, Han Ji’s eyes were looking at the child in his hand, with endless tenderness in her expression and eyes, as if she was looking at a rare treasure.

Zhou Yan lost his language, he should have said something, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything; the ghost on the side smiled playfully, watching Zhou Yan's reaction, and seemed very interested, so he wanted to see Zhou Yan go further In response, the phantom said: "Doesn't King Jing hug the little prince?"

  After these words, Han Ji reacted first, holding the child in his hand towards Zhou Yan, and said gently: "Yi'er, give Daddy a hug."

  "Hug, hug--" The child's immature voice immediately sounded, and he waved to Zhou Yan, which was very attractive.

   Zhou Yan almost unconsciously took the child over and held him in his hands. Perhaps seeing a strange face, his immature little hands patted Zhou Yan's face indiscriminately, somewhat unscrupulously, and with that childish smile.

  Looking at the child in his hand like this, it took a long time before Zhou Yan recovered. He turned to Han Ji and asked, "When did it happen?"

  Han Ji teased the child in Zhou Yan's hands while saying, "More than a year ago."

  Zhou Yan wanted to ask why he didn’t know, but found that he was totally unqualified to ask, because he ever really cared? Otherwise, how could he not know about such a big thing?

"Because you are not around, I named him Zhou Yi without authorization. If you don't like it, you can get another one for him." Han Ji's mind is completely on the child, so the tone is letting I don't think she cares at all, or don't know what she's talking about.

Zhou Yi’s immature laughter was endless. Zhou Yi could hardly believe that such an innocent child would be his own child. Yes, he had no doubts about Han Ji’s words, nor denied that the child was his own, so he completely confirmed the phantom. Did not lie.

   "The King Jing's family finally reunite, so I will not be bothered. Three meals a day will be delivered as usual. If you have anything to do, you can come to me and say goodbye."

  The voice fell, and the magical spirit left, without the slightest hesitation, making it difficult for people to guess what she was thinking.

After the Phantom left, Zhou Yan never spoke for a long time. He just looked at Zhou Yi. The child seemed to have endless vitality, still waving on his face, his unscrupulous attitude made people unable to stop. Ignore the innocence of his child.

  Until, Zhou Yi seemed to be a little tired, stretched out his hand towards Han Ji and signaled to hold him, Han Ji took him from Zhou Yan's hand without saying a word.

   "Yi'er tired?" Han Ji said softly.

Zhou Yi didn't say anything, just hugged Han Ji's neck and leaned against her shoulders, and then closed his eyes. These movements were undoubtedly saying that he was really tired; Han Ji accepted this very favorably. After holding him for a while, he turned and returned to the cabin, leaving Zhou Yan to stand alone in a daze.

  After a while, Han Ji came out. Zhou Yi had been left in the room by her. She walked to the round table to the side, poured tea, and said, "Come and sit down."

Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, and came to the round table and sat down casually on his own. Then Han Ji delivered the poured tea in front of him, and then Han Ji poured himself a glass. Also sat down.

  "Where should I start?" Han Ji muttered to herself while holding the teacup, as if thinking about where to start, but she didn't know that she had already said her idea.

  Looking at Han Ji, Zhou Yan had an illusion, as if he had never known Han Ji before him.

  Han Ji put down the tea cup in her hand, looked at Zhou Yan, and said, "Remember? You hugged me twice, although the time interval is very short."

Han Ji said that Zhou Yan certainly knew that he did not intend to deny it. Looking at Han Ji, he had no intention of evading. Han Ji’s meaning was very simple. It was basically telling Zhou Yan how he became pregnant with his child. Zhou Yan never minded that, even if Han Ji was not carrying his child, what made him mind was that he didn’t know the existence of the child until today. For a moment, Zhou Yan wanted to have an attack, but found that he had no such right. Isn't he indifferent to Han Ji? Otherwise, how could it be where it is today? How can you be taken advantage of by the phantom?

"I didn't expect to be pregnant with Yi'er myself, but it just so happened that the birth of Yi'er gave me new sustenance. I thought I could give you a warm home when you were tired, but..." Han Ji paused. There was an indescribable sadness in her expression. She seemed to recall the bad memories. She only continued after a while: "I'm sorry that you have to meet in this way, but I also Thank you Phantom for bringing you here. I thought I would never have this opportunity."

  Although Han Ji tried to hide and suppress, Zhou Yan could still feel her bitterness. What kind of unknown pain did she go through? Zhou Yan didn't know. In fact, it's not difficult to understand as long as you think about it a little bit, but Zhou Yanwuxin also can't think about it.