I Break Tycoon's Immune Barrier
Chapter 610: Exposed

Chapter 610: Chapter 610: Exposed

He Yirong frowned and pondered for a long time.

He cast his gaze on the little boy again and pointed at He Jingyao, asking, "Is he really your dad?"

"Yes." Xiaobao said with a beaming smile, "Daddy even sleeps with me at night and tells me bedtime stories."

...A three- or four-year-old child, if lying, couldn’t possibly be completely without a trace.

He Yirong watched for a long time but couldn’t discern any clue, and besides, the child really was exquisitely adorable. To say that he was from their He Family bloodline... He Yirong truly couldn’t find a way to refuse.

He patted the little guy’s head and stood up, glancing at He Jingyao: "Come out with me."

After speaking, he left the dining room.

He Jingyao put down his knife and fork, told Xiaobao to continue eating, and then stood up.

Outside the dining room, He Yirong’s face was still full of gloom. Seeing He Jingyao, he didn’t look any happier.

"You’re not lying to me, are you?" He Yirong glared at him, "Is this child really yours?"

He Jingyao’s gaze flickered, followed by a light chuckle: "Otherwise?"

He Yirong let out a deep breath: "Jingyao, you’ve always been ambitious since you were young... Whether you want to have surgery or bring that woman Su Zixi back later, I won’t interfere with you, but there’s one thing, you must have a child of your own. Can you promise me that?"

After speaking, he stared intently into He Jingyao’s eyes.

He Jingyao met his gaze and eventually curled the corners of his lips: "Okay."

"Good, then I’ll believe you this time," He Yirong’s expression softened, "However, I still need the results of a paternity test... Have you and the child taken a paternity test? That woman left for four years, who knows if the child is really yours!"

"Father, please watch your words." He Jingyao’s eyes darkened.

"Hmph, in any case, I want to see the results of the paternity test within three days," He Yirong said coldly, glancing towards the dining room.

The little fellow was sitting on a chair, his two short legs swinging back and forth in the air. He Yirong’s fingers moved slightly, somewhat regretting that he hadn’t hugged the child just now...

Forget it, it’s not certain he’s from their He Family after all!

With that thought, he snorted and turned, striding away.

He Jingyao watched his departing figure and smiled noncommittally.

He returned to the dining room, saw that the little guy had finished his milk and buns and, satisfied, patted his head: "Are you full?"

"I’m full." He chewed the last bite of his bun, "Daddy, you eat too."

...’Daddy’ again, this little guy calls it as if it comes naturally.

"Alright, no need to pretend anymore, he’s already gone," He Jingyao said, amused as he pinched his face, "You cooperated well just now."

"Huh?" Xiaobao looked up blankly, "I’m not pretending, what are you talking about, daddy?"

He Jingyao’s hand paused slightly, his gaze growing darker.

"Then, why do you call me daddy? Hmm?"

"Because..." Xiaobao blinked, his eyes showing some panic.

It seemed something was off... He scratched his head in confusion, his little mind not quite understanding where the problem lay.

He Jingyao’s heart suddenly began to pound wildly, a notion burst into his mind, sending his blood boiling.

He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to calm down, and then picked up the little guy and went to the living room, placing him on the couch.

Xiaobao’s little face turned pale with fright: "What’s... what’s wrong?"

Now he finally stopped calling him "daddy."