This night is very important to Hua Jian.
But for Bo Lin it was just an ordinary dinner.
They did not choose the big restaurant for banquets as the place for their meal, but the one where Mr. Bo usually ate.
The round table that can seat 8 people was just big enough for them to sit at. Mr. Bo and the head of the Purton family occasionally chatted at the table, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
However, Mr. Bo still felt a little unnatural when facing Hua Jian.
But he still put on a stern face and praised the inkstone that Hua Jian sent and the painting he brought in the evening.
"Grandpa, please don't be so polite with me. Bo Lin fell in love with that painting at first sight and said you would definitely like it."
Bo Lin raised his eyes and looked at his grandfather: "As long as you like it."
Hua Jian looked at him and smiled.
Old Master Bo watched the two of them flirting with each other, then turned to Patriarch Purton and said, "These young people are always trying to flatter us old men with their sweet talk."
The head of the Purton family also looked at Bo Lin and said, "I've been busy these days and haven't had time to thank Bo Lin."
Bo Lin paused, then said, "You're welcome."
He guessed that the head of the Purton family might be talking about DNA testing.
As expected, Patriarch Purton shook his head and looked at Old Man Bo with emotion: "Actually, ever since I decided to adopt Hua Jian, I no longer insist on finding my and Ah Chen's biological child."
Mr. Bo naturally understood the secret, and after hearing him speak, he couldn't help but sigh: "Finally, the ending is good."
"I just didn't expect Bo Lin to be so perceptive that he would think of testing my blood against Hua Jian's."
When he learned about this, the first reaction of the Pulton family head was disbelief.
But later on, I felt that this was the right thing to do.
Liu Anping is not Hua Jian’s biological father, and Hua Yingrou is not Hua Jian’s biological mother.
He prided himself on being smart and had never doubted Hua Jian's identity.
Bo Lin looked at Hua Jian with a subtle look of heartache and said, "I just suspected that Hua Jian had a background painting that was cut in half. Since Hua Yingrou can't draw at all, the painting must have been painted by Hua Jian's biological mother. And since it was at the seaside, that's why I thought of doing a test for Hua Jian."
Hua Jian: "No wonder you refused to use my blood during the transfusion and insisted on calling Jiang Kai in."
Mr. Bo frowned: "What's going on?"
Qi Fanling, the clever little boy, illustrated happily, "I understand this. Xiao Taotao said that biological fathers and sons can't donate blood to each other, or they'll die! Uncle Xiaohua and Grandpa are biological children, so they can't donate blood to each other. She told me this from a TV show!"
Hua Jian laughed: "What TV?"
Qi Fanling's eyes flickered slightly, and he said shyly, "Next Stop, Happiness."
With her interruption, the atmosphere in the room became more cheerful.
Bo Lin rubbed her head and said, "Yes, Fan Ling was absolutely right. It was at that time that my suspicions about Hua Jian and Dad's relationship reached their peak. Coincidentally, I was in the hospital at the time, so it was convenient for me to get tested."
The head of the Purton family sighed: "I am really grateful to Bo Lin for this matter. Otherwise, I might die one day and not know that my biological son is by my side."
"Pah, pah, pah, children should not be restrained in their words," Qi Fanling dodged from Bo Lin's grasp and sprinted over, "Grandpa, you can't talk about death! Come on, speak now, children should not be restrained in their words!"
The little girl stared at the head of the Purton family, as if she would not leave unless he said something.
The head of the Purton family was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, grandpa said the wrong thing, children's words are innocent."
Qi Fanling patted his chest like a little adult and said, "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense in the future! The gods must not have heard it."
Bo Lin glanced at Old Man Bo and said with a sigh, "A big superstitious person breeds a small superstitious person."
For a moment, the restaurant was filled with the old man's scolding and Qi Fanling's voice trying to stop the fight.
The old man had just been ill and needed more rest, and so did the head of the Purton family.
After the meal, we dispersed.
Bo Lin and Qi Fanling stayed in the old house for one night, and Hua Jian sent the head of the Purton family home.
"Winter is coming to the capital, and it's getting cold. I asked the doctor, and he said a warmer place would be better for you to recover. Do you want to stay in Haicheng for a while? I've built a house there, or you can just stay in a hotel."
Country F is warm all year round, and the head of the Purton family is used to living there. The imperial capital has strong winds and dry weather in winter, and Hua Jian is worried that he will not be able to adapt.
When talking about Hua Jian's mother tonight, the head of the Purton family felt a little depressed.
When he heard Hua Jian mention Haicheng, he felt a little timid.
"Don't you know Ah Chen blames me?"
The old man's voice was very awkward.
Hua Jian glanced at him and muttered inwardly: [This scumbag has realized something again. When he abandoned Ah Chen, he wasn't afraid of Ah Chen's anger. When he went to Haicheng to find the child, he wasn't afraid of Ah Chen's anger. Now that he has found the child, he's actually afraid of Ah Chen's anger?]
If this weren't my biological father, I'd definitely curse him out.
The head of the Purton family's face turned red.
Before he knew Hua Jian's identity, he could still make a few sarcastic remarks about him.
Now that he knew Hua Jian's identity, his son had no idea how much suffering he had endured growing up with a woman like Hua Yingrou...
The head of the Purton family simply pretended not to hear.
"By the way, how is Hua Yingrou?" As the car just entered the house, the head of the Purton family suddenly remembered.
Hua Yingrou and Achen, also known as Hua Ran, are cousins.
Hua Jian paused, then said, "I'm not feeling well, and I'm not feeling well either."
Xie Cheng is an irresponsible man who has been hanging out with a young female painter for a few months.
The last time he was ordered by Xie Zhitan to return to the imperial capital, he actually filed for divorce with Hua Yingrou.
However, Hua Yingrou's mental state was too bad and she was pregnant, so Xie Zhiwei suppressed the matter.
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