Chapter 792: Chapter 792: Can You Accept That Child?
“It wasn’t me,” He Yirong denied calmly. “I haven’t had the chance to ask Yizheng yet, but… it’s most likely his doing. Even so, the fact remains that woman is pregnant, and it’s a fact she’s carrying your child.”
He Jingyao pondered for a long time before he suddenly let out a cold laugh, “He Yizheng…”
“Yizheng… I will teach him a lesson,” He Yirong said indifferently. “Right now, what you need to consider is what to do with La Jiao and the child in her womb.”
“Abort it, of course,” He Jingyao replied detachedly. “I have Xiaobao now, and Zhixi is carrying another one. I don’t need some inexplicable woman to bear my children. Besides, that child may not even be mine. The genetic material from over a decade ago may have lost its vitality—who knows how she got pregnant?”
“The culture fluid prepared by your grandfather and stored in liquid nitrogen was designed to ensure vitality,” He Yirong insisted calmly. “If it is indeed your child, then you can’t just cast it aside.”
He Jingyao’s gaze grew even colder, “If you insist on having that child born, whether it is mine or not, I will never acknowledge it.”
He Yirong turned his gaze to Zhixi, “Once the child is born, I will give La Jiao a sum of money to get rid of her without causing trouble. Can you accept that child?”
“I…” Zhixi’s face turned pale.
“Father, please restrain yourself!” He Jingyao really lost his temper, anger clearly rising in his dark eyes, “Zhixi is less than two months pregnant, and you’re forcing her to accept some inexplicable child?”
Having said that, he grasped Zhixi’s wrist, pulled her up from the sofa, and threw a cold sentence at He Yirong, “Please do as you please.”
After speaking, he carried the woman beside him in his arms and took her back to the room.
Zhixi clung to his neck, not speaking, until the man laid her down on the bed.
“Zhixi, my children are only Xiaobao and this one,” he said, placing his warm hand on her abdomen. “Don’t worry, no one will interfere with our lives.”
Zhixi blinked before suddenly embracing his neck and letting out a low sigh, “But, but if it’s true… the child is innocent.”
“I’ve said, it has nothing to do with me!” His tone became somewhat irritable, “Su Zixi, don’t be foolish!”
He Jingyao felt that the entire situation was utterly absurd!
Zhixi looked up at his brooding handsome face and suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
So she actually laughed, which earned her a bump on the head!
She covered her forehead, her eyes brimming with tears as she said, “Jingyao, calm down a bit… don’t rush to anger. Actually, when I think about it calmly, this isn’t so unacceptable to me, since you’ve never touched her. What you should clarify first is whether the child is really yours, then make further plans. As for Uncle’s thinking… it’s understandable.”
After all, He Jingyao wouldn’t be able to impregnate her in the future, and He Yirong certainly hoped He Jingyao would have as many children as possible.
He Jingyao huffed, pulling her into his embrace with some displeasure, “You’re quite generous… Forget it, I’ll go back to Yanzhou City and take care of this trouble.”
If that child really was his, letting it be born would still mean endless trouble.
…
In the living room, He Yirong was still seated on the sofa, seemingly deep in thought.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small figure.