NOVPUBChapter 429: 415, Father and Son Meet (3)_1
Chapter 429: 415, Father and Son Meet (3)_1
“Do you think Xiaojing could be the possible father?” Jian Qing asked, her lips curving into a smirk.
Unseen, Xiya felt as if she was forced to swallow a spoonful of public displays of affection.
Alright, that was a pointless question she just asked.
Quan Jingwu, a veritable iceberg for the past millennia, other than her darling, only a woman with a death wish would dare approach him.
“Alright, you rest a bit, I’ll take these things and put them in the kitchen.”
Jian Qing stood up, picked up the items on the table and headed to the kitchen.
On the sofa, Xiya’s smile gradually faded from the corners of her mouth.
She gently stroked her round belly, murmuring to herself, “Little beauty, is it okay if mommy raises you alone in the future?”
You would also agree with what mom just did, right?
The only response she got was the silence of the room.
…
Just as evening was approaching, Jian Luo arrived.
Upon entering, he was taken aback by Xiya’s pregnant belly.
“Luo the handsome, staring so intensely at me will make me blush,” Xiya said, holding her face in her hands and assuming a bashful pose.
Jian Luo turned his attention back to Xiya’s belly, finally spreading reality.
“You, why is it your belly like this?”
Xiya grinned, “I’m pregnant.”
“Khan’s?” he asked without thinking.
Xiya rolled her eyes at him, “Why should it have to be his?”
“Then whose is it?” Jian Luo set down his suitcase, gazing curiously at her.
“It’s a secret for now.”
Jian Luo snorted, “Then it must be Khan’s.”
Xiya sighed, “I told you it’s not his, my husband wouldn’t be pleased to hear that.”
“Your husband?” Jian Luo paused in the process of changing his shoes, glancing at her, “When did you get married?”
“I am not allowed to have a husband?” Xiya chuckled in amusement.
“You can, why don’t you tell me who your husband is then,” Jian Luo finished changing shoes, taking off his coat.
“Due to your previous behaviour, this lady is displeased and won’t tell you for now,” Xiya turned her head away arrogantly, continuing to eat sunflower seeds.
Though she wouldn’t tell him, he could ask his sister.
“Where’s my sister?”
He’d been here for a while now, yet he hadn’t seen her.
“She’s in the kitchen.” Xiya replied.
Upon hearing this, Jian Luo’s heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly dashed towards the kitchen.
He just got here, not wanting food poisoning just yet.
Entering the kitchen, everything was peaceful.
When Jian Qing heard the sound of footsteps, she couldn’t help but looked up with a twinkle and cunning smile in her eyes, “LuoLuo, why are you running?”
“Um…”
Could he say that he was worried she might blow up the kitchen or make some dark sorcery with the food?
Seeing the knife in her hand, he clearly couldn’t tell the truth.
Jian Luo chuckled, shaking his head.
“Nothing, just that I wanted to see you immediately.”
Jian Qing laughed, “Really?”
Jian Luo nodded emphatically, then changed the subject, “Sis, about Xiya’s baby?”
“Did you ask her?” Jian Qing stopped cutting the fruit she was preparing.
“Mm.”
“Didn’t she tell you?”
“She said it was a secret.”
Jian Qing smiled faintly, “Well, then let’s keep it a secret.”
Jian Luo didn’t say anything else. There are some things you are better off knowing in your heart.
“You go rest outside first, I’ll finish cutting the fruit and follow you,” Jian Qing said.
Jian Luo nodded, just as he left, the doorbell rang.
“Handsome Luo, can you open the door please?”
Xiya, nestled on the sofa, said cheerily.
Jian Luo found it a little hard to accept her nickname for him.
He pushed his luggage to the side and went to open the door.
As soon as he did, both he and the person at the door froze.
Jian Luo looked at the person standing at the door, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his eyes.
Mo Xiao hadn’t expected the one to open the door to be Jian Luo, and a rarely seen look of discomposure crossed his handsome face.
The first time they had met, he had been targeted for assassination.
Back then, he was astonished that the young man had the same eyes as his beloved Weiwei, but he hadn’t known that the young man was actually his son.
Now that everything was clear, the father and son met again, both feeling quite embarrassed.
“You…”
“You…”
They both spoke, making the atmosphere slightly awkward.
“You go first.”
In the end, Mo Xiao was the one to break the silence.
Jian Luo avoided his gaze, shuffled to the side, “You should come in first.”
Mo Xiao nodded, a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
They both walked in, with Mo Xiao taking off his shoes and switching to a pair of slippers.
This was Xiya’s first time meeting Mo Xiao, her gaze alternated between him and Jian Luo, “Luo the handsome, your real father is also very handsome, both of you look so much alike.”
So this is the biological father that her darling mentioned, he really does resemble Jian Luo.
Jian Luo didn’t respond, Mo Xiao on the other hand, instantly felt a surge of goodwill towards this unfamiliar lady.
His son naturally resembles him.
“Hello uncle, I am Jian Qing’s best friend and buddy, and also Jian Luo’s good friend,” Xiya stood up, introducing herself with an air of familiarity.
A rare smile appeared on Mo Xiao’s face, “Nice to meet you.”
“Handsome Luo, come sit down,”
Xiya saw the awkward tension between the two, her eyes cleverly changing the subject, shouting cheerily.
Jian Luo walked over and sat opposite Mo Xiao.
“Uncle, have some tea,”
Xiya poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Mo Xiao.
“Thank you,”
Mo Xiao replied, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Jian Luo.
Xiya sat on the sofa, no longer munched on sunflower seeds, looking curiously at the two.
What to do with this awkward tension?
Finally, Jian Qing came out from the kitchen.
“Dad!”
As soon as she spoke, three pairs of eyes looked at her.
Although Jian Luo had known long ago that his sister had accepted Mo Xiao, hearing her call him this made him feel a bit shocked.
Seeing the fruit plate in Jian Qing’s hand, Mo Xiao immediately got up and walked over.
“I’ll do it,”
With a gentle tone, he stretched out his hand to take the fruit plate from her hand.
Jian Qing gave a shallow smile and sat down next to him.
There was a sudden ring from her mobile phone in the room.
Jian Luo reached out for his coat and pulled his mobile phone out.
At this moment, he was really grateful for Black Jack’s call.
“Sis, I’ll go take this call.”
After uttering this, he stood up and walked towards the courtyard bounded by the French windows.
Sitting next to him, Jian Qing had already seen the note on the phone earlier. 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Black Jack did have a knack for timing.
Looking at the figure in the courtyard, Mo Xiao turned to Jian Qing, his expression slightly nervous.
“Qingqing, I….”
Seeing his anxiety, Jian Qing simply said, “You can call him LuoLuo.”
“But…” Mo Xiao hesitated.
Would he want him to call him like that?
What if he ended up hating him?
“Dad, LuoLuo is very friendly,” she said.
