Chapter 610 The Secret Is Revealed

He Yirong frowned and pondered for a long time.

He once again turned his attention to the little boy, pointed at He Jingyao and asked, "Is he really your father?"

"Yes." Xiaobao said with a smile, "Dad also takes me to bed at night and tells me bedtime stories."

...It is impossible for a three- or four-year-old child to lie without leaving any traces.

He Yirong looked at it for a long time but couldn't see any clues. Besides, the child was indeed delicate and cute. If he said it was the blood of his family... He Yirong really couldn't refuse.

He touched the little guy's head, stood up and glanced at He Jingyao: "Come out with me."

After saying that, he walked out of the restaurant.

He Jingyao put down his knife and fork, told Xiaobao to continue eating, and then stood up.

Outside the restaurant, He Yirong still had a gloomy face, and when he saw He Jingyao, he didn't look good either.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" He Yirong stared at him, "Is this child really yours?"

He Jingyao's eyes flashed, and then he chuckled: "What else?"

He Yirong breathed out a deep breath: "Jingyao, you have had big ideas since you were a child...Whether you want to have an operation or bring that woman Su Zhixi back later, I don't care about you, but there is one thing, you You must have a child of your own. Can you promise me?"

After speaking, he stared closely into He Jingyao's eyes.

He Jingyao met his gaze and finally curled his lips: "Okay."

"Okay, then I will believe you this time." He Yirong's expression softened, "However, I still need the results of the paternity test... Have you done a personal test with this child? That woman has been gone for four years. Who knows whether this child is yours!"

"Father, please be careful what you say." He Jingyao's eyes darkened.

"Huh, anyway, I'm going to see the results of the paternity test within three days." He Yirong said coldly, glancing towards the restaurant.

The little guy was sitting on a chair, with his two short legs dangling in the air. He Yirong moved his fingers, feeling a little regretful that he didn't hug this child just now...

Forget it, it’s not necessarily from their He family!

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.

He Jingyao looked at his back and smiled noncommittally.

He returned to the restaurant and saw that the little guy had drank all the milk and finished the buns. He patted his head with satisfaction: "Are you full?"

"You're full." He chewed the last bite of the bun, "Dad, you should eat quickly."

...It's dad again, and this little guy shouts it very smoothly.

"Okay, no need to pretend anymore, he has left." He Jingyao pinched his face in a funny way, "You were very cooperative just now."

"Ah?" Xiaobao raised his head blankly, "I'm not pretending. What did you say, dad?"

He Jingyao's hand paused slightly and his eyes darkened.

"So, why did you call me daddy? Huh?"

"Because..." Xiaobao blinked, his eyes a little flustered.

There seemed to be something wrong... He scratched his head in confusion. His little brain couldn't figure out what the problem was for a while.

He Jingyao's heart suddenly started beating wildly, and a thought suddenly entered his mind, making the blood all over his body begin to boil.

He closed his eyes to calm down, picked up the little guy, walked outside to the living room, and placed him on the sofa.

Xiaobao's face turned pale with fright: "What...what's wrong?"

Now he doesn't call "Dad" anymore.