C9 The Position of the Main Palace

"No, no..." Bai Sui'er looked at him. Her face was pale. With a 'plop' sound, she knelt in front of him. Her voice trembled slightly. "I love you, Jin. I really love you."

There was a thick carpet on the ground. Han Jin looked at her crying face. He felt that there was no need to continue talking. He stood up and walked towards the bedroom without looking at her.

"Jin..."

She turned her head and looked at his back. There were tears on her delicate face. She had always been confident in her position in Han Jin's heart.

Especially after Ye Xin went missing, although he had a lot of news with him in the past few years. At least, without that woman's appearance, she would always be in the main palace. Han Jin would never explain anything in front of everyone. In recent years, almost everyone in the upper class of S City knew that she was Han Jin's woman. So she always believed that Mrs. Han's position would be hers in the end.

But today, Han Jin's sudden change confused Bai Sui'er. She did not understand why.

Unless he had another woman.

When she thought of this, she looked at the jacket that he had thrown into the sofa. She touched the jacket and finally took out the phone that he had left in his pocket.

For the past few years, the password of his phone had always been Ye Xin's birthday. Bai Sui'er saw it all. After opening his phone, Bai Sui'er immediately noticed the document.

Biting her lips, she mustered her courage and opened it.

However, the moment she opened it, her face turned pale. She reached out to cover her mouth and did not let herself make a sound.

This... Impossible!

Her fingers trembled. She wanted to put the document and read it again, but Han Jin's low, hoarse and cold voice sounded behind her. "Have you read enough?"

Qu Nan did not sleep well in the hospital. Jialuo had already taken off his oxygen mask early in the morning. He was also much more energetic and sat on the hospital bed reading a story book.

It was still early. Han Jin had bought a bottle of milk yesterday. Qu Nan had warmed it up and fed him some. She thought that she would go downstairs to buy breakfast after the nurse changed shifts at seven o'clock.

In the end, she did not wait for the nurse but waited for Han Jin. He did not wear formal clothes today and did not give people that kind of pressure.

Qu Nan was not a woman who had never seen the world, but when she saw Han Jin, she could not help but praise the biased nature of the creator.

Jialuo recognized him as the person from yesterday. The child was smart and knew that he was a good person, so he sweetly called him "uncle."

Han Jin seemed to be in a good mood. He walked over and passed the breakfast in his hand to Qu Nan. He rubbed his head and smiled. "You are energetic today. Are you hungry?"

Jialuo nodded and shook his head. "I'm not very hungry. Mom gave me milk. It's very sweet."

Han Jin was relieved and looked at Qu Nan, who looked tired. He knew that she did not sleep well last night. He could not help but ask in a low voice, "Did you sleep well here?"

"No... It's fine here. It's just that the child is sick and I can't sleep well." Qu Nan looked at him and said, "Mr. Han, you must be very busy. You have helped me so much yesterday. Actually, there is no need to specially come over today."

"Yes, you are quite busy." Han Jin looked at Qu Nan and saw that she was looking at him with a distant expression. His dark eyes drooped slightly. "I am just worried that you cannot take care of me alone. Pupils were not a small matter. Furthermore, he had already helped her yesterday. He had to help her to the end. It's not my habit to give up halfway. Drink the porridge. "

Qu Nan thanked him. She took the hot porridge and prepared to feed Jialuo, but was interrupted by him." I brought two servings. You eat first. I will feed him. "

Qu Nan felt that it was not good and wanted to refuse but saw that he had rolled up his sleeves to feed the child, so she no longer hesitated.

Perhaps Jialuo liked Han Jin very much. When he ate the porridge, his eyes kept staring at him. In the end, he even asked a shocking question, "Uncle, are you my father?"

Han Jin was slightly stunned.

Qu Nan almost choked on the porridge. Her face was red as she scolded, "Jialuo, don't talk nonsense."

The child was naive and did not feel that he had said anything wrong. He tilted his head and looked confused. "But uncle looks like me. He treats me very well too, isn't he father?"

After he said this, Qu Nan suddenly realized how she felt familiar when she saw Han Jin for the first time. Looking at him like this, one big and one small did indeed look like him.

But... perhaps it was a coincidence. Qu Nan looked at Han Jin and said apologetically, "The child is not sensible and speaks nonsense. Mr. Han, don't mind."

Han Jin did not look unhappy. On the contrary, he seemed to be quite happy. He looked at Jialuo and smiled. "Does Jialuo want uncle to be your father?"

Jialuo did not answer directly. He only said, "Uncle is very good. I like uncle very much."

He was smart and introverted. He could see that the child's tutelage was very good. Han Jin was a little proud in his heart, but he also had some other thoughts. This child should have been taught by him. He raised his eyebrows. He said, "Since Jialuo wants to, can uncle be your father from now on?"

"Really? Then will uncle play with me and send me to school?"

Qu Nan saw that the child's words were getting less and less ambiguous. She put down the bowl in her hand and her face became stern. "Jialuo, how do I usually teach you? Why are you so rude? Uncle is not your father."