Chapter 318: 320 daughter? (2)_1
Huo Jinnan looked deeply at Che Huan. "In fact, I’m already with you, aren’t I?"
At his words, Che Huan glanced at Huo Jinnan in a fluster.
Huo Jinnan, "You can’t escape."
Che Huan, "..."
His eyes...
She avoided them, not daring to meet his gaze.
He really had barged into her heart, hadn’t he?
Indeed, he was there!
Huo Jinnan moved his long fingers aside, lay next to her, and started smoking, tilting his head to look at Che Huan, his voice extremely magnetic, "The child has been found. Once the case here is over, you’ll come back to Hong Kong with me, and you should be able to see her."
Found?
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, her eyes suddenly filled with a fervent glow. "She..."
"She’s fine." Huo Jinnan looked at Che Huan, the intensity in his eyes growing ever stronger.
Che Huan, feeling somewhat nervous and a bit hoarse, said, "Do you think she will recognize me when the time comes?"
Huo Jinnan watched Che Huan in silence, which only made her more nervous, her heart pounding fiercely.
It was a long while before he parted his thin lips and exhaled a hint of crimson.
Che Huan was even more baffled, furrowing her brows tightly.
Huo Jinnan extinguished his cigarette with one hand and turned off the light with the other, "Sleep now, I’ve told you, leave other matters to me."
Che Huan closed her eyes, her emotions stirred up, unable to sleep at all, never expecting him to return with such good news!
Moreover, when he said to leave other matters to him, there was an odd charm about him that fatally attracted people.
So, once they were in Hong Kong, she would be able to see their daughter?
Thinking this, she felt as if injected with adrenaline, a kind of joy coursing through her veins, impossible to suppress!
She hadn’t seen her since birth; after so many years, she wondered what she looked like.
Did she resemble her or him?
Che Huan turned to look at the man beside her, staring for a while, feeling that he hadn’t fallen asleep yet, and couldn’t help but ask softly, "Does she look like me?"
Huo Jinnan’s brows lightly furrowed as he replied in a low voice, "Eyebrows and eyes like yours, nose and face shape like mine."
Che Huan pictured it in her mind for a long time but couldn’t conjure up an image of her daughter, furrowing her brows in frustration, "Isn’t there a photo?"
"Keep asking and I’ll take you now!"
Feeling her warm breath around his Adam’s apple, Huo Jinnan pulled Che Huan into his arms, his eyes drooping as he glanced at the woman in his embrace.
Che Huan quickly fell silent, no longer asking another word. She caught a glimpse of Huo Jinnan. So domineering—wasn’t she the child’s mother? Couldn’t she ask a few questions?
The daughter wasn’t just his!
She was the one who gave birth, wasn’t she?
...
The following day, she met with Du Bin alongside Huo Jinnan.
Du Bin handed the gathered materials to Huo Jinnan, "Mr. Huo."
