672: 672、The son of Lu Zhaoyang and I, a.k.a your grandson

672、The son of Lu Zhaoyang and I, a.k.a your grandson

Feeling relieved, she finally smiled as she left with Huo Li.2

The very second the door was shut, Lu Zhaoyang was thrown onto the sofa by her man. She did not want to alert the little boy and whispered as she laid over Huo Yunting, "I mean, really, do you want to head back to Thunderbolt first? I think Xiang Jinxi wants to play games with you."

"Well, when something actually happened, I'll go. He's not something that I need to focus on for the moment." Kneading her body, Huo Yunting was feeling complicated as he thought back on Huo Li's words.

Is Huo Li right? Is it because of Huo Xu that I treated her kindly therefore I wanted her to be out under the sun again? A compensation?

The existence of our son is merely speeding up our life plans. There shouldn't be anything else.

Lu Zhaoyang observed her man freezing upon his thought as she went to grab her phone. 

Wait, what, what are you doing, woman? 

"Hello, yeah, it's me. Gather every document, report that requires the President's supervision and pass it to Huo Li, let him send them to the hospital everyday." And she hung up while rolling her eyes at Huo Yunting, "At this rate, your company will one day fall before Xiang Jinxi did anything to you." 

"It won't as long as you're here. So, don't even think about leaving ever again. I need your supervision. Thunderbolt Corp. needs your supervision," he said proudly.

The remark was completely ignored as Lu Zhaoyang went to bed and sat by the little boy.

Huo Yunting's phone vibrated suddenly. 

"Hello, granny? Yes?" Huo Yunting spoke as he picked up the phone immediately upon seeing it was Old Mrs. Huo's call on the screen.

"HELLO? What in the world is wrong with you two again? Lu Zhaoyang has a child already? Why is everyone on the web saying that that's your child? Explain to me now. Is that boy Chen's or yours?" The old lady could not believe that the whole world was in chaos within the mere few days she went for a cleanse up the hill.

For once, the old lady imagined it being Huo Chen's child since both Zhaoyang and her son dated for quite some time in the past. But Huo Yunting's appearance on the cover of magazines shocked her. A brief skim through the content nearly caused her to have a heart attack.

Having heard the salutation by Huo Yunting, Zhaoyang knew something was on as she tiptoed back to his side and went all ears. She felt the need to observe the old lady's reaction so that she could be prepared. 

"EXPLAIN TO ME!" The old lady shouted on top of her lungs.

"Granny, the little boy's name called Huo Xu, the son of Lu Zhaoyang and I, a.k.a your grandson. Now that's a happy family expansion, isn't it?" He said while holding Zhaoyang's hand without a single care about the rage in the old lady's words.

"You finally admit it! So, after all, this is actually REAL? I can't believe the two men of my family are a total nuisance! How can we have your two pathetic sons? Are all women in this world dead? Of all women why her? And you now tell me that you have a child with her while keeping me in the dark all these years? Tell me, how are you going to clean this mess?" Lu Zhaoyang could hear her every word even when she sat next to Huo Yunting.

"Well, nothing much but I have to inform you something else—WE ARE MARRIED. It's certified too." 

Just let the cat out of the bag, thought Huo Yunting.

Lu Zhaoyang's eyes went large as her open mouth while Huo Yunting turned to her and gave a quick kiss to calm her down. Her body stiffened in his grip, still in an aftershock on how the man could utter such a terrifying fact so easily.

The old lady was panting in the phone, "How far do you have to do this? Huo Yunting! Don't you forget you two are brother and sister!" 

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