Little Han Luofan was cute when he was young. He was not fat, but he was chubby. His face was very fair, and his eyes were dark. Who wouldn’t love him? However, when Han Bing first saw the chubby little Han Luofan, he wished he could smash him to death. Only then did he feel relieved.

If it were not for this child and his mother, Xiao Yue would not have gone missing!

Grandma Han could tell what Han Bing was planning and objected him regardless of the cost. After all, Grandma Han was not Han Bing. Although she felt sorry for her son and hated Yuan Ting to death, she liked this grandson. In addition, she had cancer and was about to pass away. Naturally, she liked Han Luofan very much.

Grandma Han hoped that after she died, her grandson could grow up with her son so that he would not be lonely in the future. Of course, she would not allow Han Bing to kill Han Luofan.

Han Luofan was originally not named Han Luofan.

Han Bing had named him Han Sin, and the meaning was obvious. He meant that his existence was a sin. However, Grandma Han did not agree. She refused to budge and finally gave him the name Han Luofan. Grandma Han firmly believed that this grandson was a little angel who had fallen into the mortal world and would bring them joy.

At that time, Han Bing only felt that this name was extremely ironic. Now that he thought about it, he realized that his mother was right.

Han Luofan was an angel who had fallen into the mortal world. He was an incarnation of Ji Yue.

Hearing Han Bing’s confession, Han Luofan’s mood was quite calm. To be honest, he was quite sympathetic towards Han Bing’s actions now. He could actually understand Han Bing’s actions back then. If it were him, he would definitely have the same thoughts as Han Bing.

Hearing his father’s remorseful and sorrowful cries, Han Luofan’s heart was filled with panic. He quickly said, “Stop crying. I’m begging you. What’s a man crying for!” Why had a man who was clearly unyielding become so fond of crying recently?

It was not that Han Bing loved to cry, but he really felt too guilty towards Han Luofan.

Recalling what he had done to Han Luofan a few years ago, Han Bing really wanted to slap himself. His son had a cold and a fever, but he did not care about it. His son fought in school, but he did not deal with it. One time, his son played with a roller coaster and broke his arm. He did not give him any comfort and instead reprimanded him for being insensible… There were countless such things.

Han Bing felt that he was a bastard. He had let Ji Yue and Han Luofan down.

How could Han Luofan not understand Han Bing’s feelings?

He pushed Han Bing away and handed him a piece of paper. He said awkwardly, “Stop crying. If you cry again, I’ll really look down on you.”

Han Bing wiped his tears and looked out of the window. He also felt that crying was too much.

Han Luofan picked up the identification report that Han Bing had thrown by his feet. He stared at the report. After reading it, Han Luofan asked Han Bing, “Do I look like… my mother?”

“No, not at all. You look completely like me.” As long as Han Luofan looked a little like Ji Yue, Han Bing would have sensed it.

However, his appearance completely followed Han Bing.

Ji Yue used to be the fifth daughter of the Ji family, her father’s first love. Now, this unfamiliar yet familiar person had become his mother. Han Luofan’s mood was also a little complicated. He suddenly thought of Ji Yinbing.

“In that case, Ji… Yinbing and I are still siblings.” Thinking of the sister who beat him up without a word, Han Luofan’s expression was complicated.

Han Bing nodded.

“We have to tell her about this,” Han Bing said. “That girl is not doing well in India. Her two biological brothers are simply animals.”

Han Bing had checked Ji Yinbing’s life experience in India, and it was easy to find out. When he found out that her father had actually sold her, who was only eight years old, to a man in his thirties, Han Bing was furious. Fortunately, that girl was lucky to have met a good person and had a good future.

“It’s not easy for her either if you treat her better.”

When Han Luofan heard this, he felt his face and chest hurt.

He could treat her better. His only request was for her to not beat someone up.

The father and son returned home. Han Bing told Cai Jie about Han Luofan and Ji Yue’s relationship. Cai Jie was his wife after all, and she was the person Han Luofan had called his mother for more than thirty years. She had the right to know about this. When Cai Jie heard about this, her expression was a little complicated.

It was rare for her to lose her composure. She said to Han Bing, “I want to be alone.”

Han Bing was a little worried that she would let her thoughts run wild, so he said, “If you feel uncomfortable holding it in, remember to tell me. Don’t hold it in alone.” Sometimes, when people held it in, they would cause trouble.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hold it against the deceased.” Although Cai Jie said that, she still felt uncomfortable.

In the past, she had only thought that Han Luofan was Yuan Ting’s son, and Cai Jie did not mind. However, after knowing that Han Luofan was Ji Yue’s child, Cai Jie felt especially terrible. This feeling could not be expressed accurately with words. Not long ago, she could still calmly tell Han Luofan that she was the one who had accompanied Han Bing for the rest of her life.

However, now that she realized that she had been raising her son on behalf of Han Bing’s first love, Cai Jie felt that she had suffered in this life.

Han Luofan could tell that Cai Jie was in a bad mood and was quite worried.

He had never dared to look down on women. When women were ruthless, they were really quite scary. Han Luofan asked Han Bing, “Mom, she… is it okay to leave her alone and let her thoughts run wild?”

Han Bing said, “She’ll think it through.”

“Hopefully.”

…

New York time, seven o’clock.

Ji Yinbing and Yan Nuo sat on both sides of the dining room and ate noodles that she cooked.

The noodles were not delicious, but Yan Nuo was used to it and felt that it was fine. Ji Yinbing asked Yan Nuo what he had been busy with recently. Yan Nuo stared at the hickey on Ji Yinbing’s neck with a deep gaze. He said, “I chose a few houses and planned to bring you to take a look today.”

“Huh?” Ji Yinbing said. “This apartment is pretty good.”

“No, if we want to settle down, we have to buy a bigger house. When our friends come in the future, they’ll have a place to stay then.” Yan Nuo smiled slightly and said, “We can’t let them stay in a hotel, right?”

“That’s true.”

Ji Yinbing saw that Yan Nuo’s gaze was constantly sweeping across her neck. Thinking that there were still traces on it, her face turned slightly red. She put down her chopsticks and said, “I’ll go change. It’ll be fine in a while.” Although she said it would take a while, it actually took about 40 minutes.

Ji Yinbing had changed her clothes and had to put on makeup.

She was wearing a turtleneck sweater that covered all the inconspicuous traces on her body. Yan Nuo’s eyes hid a smile. He walked over and touched Ji Yinbing’s earlobe, saying, “This is good. Only I can see it.”

Ji Yinbing rolled her eyes at him.

The two of them walked out of the apartment with their partners. Before they reached the parking lot, Ji Yinbing’s phone rang. This phone number was unfamiliar, and the caller ID showed that the number belonged to China. She was a little surprised. Who was this?