Chapter 442: 444 Isn’t it about having a baby? (9)_1
Burnt the bridge after crossing the river!
Master really did it, he had pushed aside a special photo shoot with two popular actresses in the film industry today just to take wedding photos for Master, and this is it? Not even offering him a meal?
Seeing the camera returned to his hands, he carried it out of the bedroom!
Huo Jinnan followed him into the living room, "Uncle Lu, see him off."
Watching Jian Jun leave, he turned back to Che Huan, "Let’s talk about the agreement again."
"What agreement?" Che Huan deliberately played dumb, not expecting him to bring it up right after the wedding photo shoot was finished.
Huo Jinnan walked over and sat on the sofa, looking at Che Huan.
Che Huan stood there, chatting with Mom Rong, "Why haven’t I seen Xiaowei?"
"Madam, the young master has gone to practice Taekwondo."
Mom Rong smiled looking at Che Huan, thinking of the conversation between master and the young master this morning. She had originally thought the master was really seeing the young master getting a bit chubby and deliberately provoked him to strengthen his body. Now it seems he found the young master a nuisance and dispatched him away!
Che Huan frowned, having not heard the little guy mention this before, "Why did he suddenly start practicing Taekwondo?"
Mom Rong dared not look at her master, but the scene of the father and son’s dialogue from this morning flashed through her mind—
After breakfast, seeing Che Huan go upstairs to change clothes, the little guy sat there wiping his mouth, glanced at Huo Jinnan, pouted, and asked, "Did you solve the rear-end issue?"
Huo Jinnan ignored the little guy.
The little guy scrunched up the napkin in his hand as if it were Huo Jinnan, "Huo Jinnan, if you can’t protect Huanhuan..."
Huo Jinnan put down his chopsticks, lifted his gaze, "Can you?"
The little guy flexed his arms, pursed his little lips, "How can I not protect her?"
Huo Jinnan glanced at the little guy’s short arms and legs, "Sounding milky, like a milk bag that hasn’t been weaned yet."
"...!"
The little guy’s chest puffed in and out, glaring at Huo Jinnan, his lips pouting, racking his brains but unable to find a comeback. He thought back to the night he inexplicably returned to his room, it must have been Huo Jinnan’s doing. "Anyway...anyhow you didn’t protect Huanhuan well! If something like this happens again, Huanhuan will be...be mine alone, and you’re not allowed to hog her at night when you sleep."
Huo Jinnan shifted his gaze, "Talk about this issue when you’ve developed muscles on your arms."
The little guy felt looked down upon, "Uncle Lu, help me sign up, I want to practice Taekwondo!"
Huo Jinnan took a look at the little guy, "You do need some training, or you’ll turn into a round ball if you keep eating like this."
...
After a long time without hearing any sound, the living room was eerily quiet. Mom Rong raised her head to see the master sitting on the sofa, a cigarette burning between his fingers, his eyes focused intently on her.
Mom Rong stood still, trembling, "Madam, the young master said he wants to train his body well to protect you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly found an excuse, "Master, Madam, I’m going to prepare dinner now."
Without waiting for a reply, she already entered the kitchen.
"..."
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, "You—"
"Come with me to the study."
Huo Jinnan stood up and walked straight in the direction of the stairs.
Not hearing Che Huan following, he stopped, turned back to look at her, "Do you want me to carry you up?"
"..."
Che Huan, thinking of Mom Rong still being in the kitchen, followed him without saying anything else.
Upon entering the study, Huo Jinnan closed the door, walked to the desk, stood tall beside it, pulled open a drawer, took out an agreement, threw it on the table, looked up at Che Huan with an unwavering gaze, and asked emotionlessly, "What is this?"
