[Chapter 371 You Don’t Deserve It]
The Huo family's family dinner was still very lively.
The adults were drinking and chatting about everything under the sun, and the atmosphere was lively.
Kaelan, Lin Yuan and Xixi, these three little guys were like tireless little animals, laughing and chasing each other in the box.
Cheerful whispers floated in the air, adding a warm atmosphere to the family dinner.
However, the children were too energetic and soon they ran out of the box like a gust of wind.
Ye Jia was originally chatting with Guan Xiaoxiao. He caught a glimpse of the children running out from the corner of his eye. Feeling a little worried, he put down the wine glass in his hand and followed them out.
"Kaelan, Yuanyuan, Xixi, don't run too far!"
Ye Jia shouted and chased after him quickly.
The three children seemed not to hear and continued running in the corridor.
Kaelan was running in the front, his little face flushed with excitement.
But he was so busy looking back at his friends behind him that he didn't pay attention to what was ahead and suddenly bumped into a man's arms.
"Ouch!" Kaelan rubbed his head and cried out softly.
Jiang Wensheng subconsciously supported Kaelan. When he saw the face of the little boy in front of him, his heart was shocked.
It was him, Ye Jia’s son…
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Kaelan raised his little head and apologized embarrassedly.
uncle.
Hearing this title, Jiang Wensheng felt a sour taste in his mouth. He took it down and gently rubbed Kaelan's hair with his big hands, "It's not uncle, it's dad."
He knew that Kaelan was his son, even though Ye Jia refused to let him acknowledge him.
Confusion appeared in little Kaelan's big eyes, "Dad, you are my dad? But mom said Kaelan's dad died a long time ago."
When Jiang Wensheng heard Kaelan's words, his heart ached. He didn't expect Ye Jia to tell the child like this.
Did she hate him to this extent?
Jiang Wensheng took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound gentler: "Kaelan, Mom may be joking with you, I really am your father."
Kaelan opened his eyes wide and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of him, and felt that he looked somewhat similar to himself.
Is he really his father?
He pursed his lips and asked in a childish voice with grievance and confusion, "Then why did you come to see me now? Other children have their fathers with them."
Jiang Wensheng's eyes were red. He picked up Kaelan and said softly, "It's Daddy's fault. Daddy used to think you weren't... Daddy is sure now. I will make it up to Kaelan in the future."
At this time, Ye Jia caught up and saw Jiang Wensheng holding Kaelan, her face suddenly changed.
"Jiang Wensheng, put Kaelan down!"
She growled angrily.
"Jia Jia, I know I was wrong."
Jiang Wensheng looked at the angry woman, his eyes full of complex emotions, guilt, heartache, and a hint of pleading, "Can you give me a chance, let me make it up to you and your son? Even if you hate me, Kaelan can't live without a father. Can you bear to see him envy others for having a father while he doesn't?"
Ye Jia stretched out her hand, trying to snatch Kaelan back from him, and said coldly: "Kaelan is not your son. Your son died on the cold operating table a long time ago. Have you forgotten that it was you who personally sent me to the abortion operating room!"
She begged him heart-wrenchingly not to abort the child. She will never forget his indifferent look at that time.
When Jiang Wensheng thought about the mistakes he had made, his heart felt like it was being gripped by a big hand and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
His eyes were red, and his low, hoarse voice was full of guilt, "Jia Jia, I didn't know you well and hurt you, but I really want to make it up to you and want to participate in Kaelan's future growth. Please don't reject me, okay?"
"You are not qualified!" Ye Jia snatched the child back from him, holding back tears. "You were not here when I almost had a hemorrhage in the delivery room. You were not here when I almost jumped off the building due to postpartum depression. You were not here when Kaelan was sick. You were not here when I needed you. What qualifications do you have to participate in my and my son's life now? You don't deserve it!"
Kaelan was frightened by the tense atmosphere and was a little overwhelmed. His little hands tightly grasped Ye Jia's clothes.
"Mom, did Dad make you angry? Don't be angry."
He kissed Ye Jia's forehead obediently, trying to calm his mother down.
"Baby, he is not your father. Your father died a long time ago. He died on the night of July 5th."
Ye Jia glared at Jiang Wensheng fiercely, then turned around and left with the child in his arms without hesitation.
“Jia Jia…”
Jiang Wensheng wanted to catch up, but his footsteps felt as heavy as if nailed to the ground.
He looked at Ye Jia and Kaelan's departing backs, and thought of what she said. Pain and regret overwhelmed him like a tide.
On the night of July 5, he forced Ye Jia to have an abortion despite her explanations and pleas.
He leaned against the cold wall, slowly closed his eyes, tears of regret overflowing from the corners of his eyes.
Jiajia, I'm sorry.
The family dinner soon came to an end, and Huo Jingze arranged for a driver to take everyone back.
Wen Qingbai supported the drunk Guan Xiaoxiao and greeted Huo Jingze, "Jingze, I'll take Xiaoxiao back first."
Huo Jingze held his daughter in one hand and held Lin Yin's hand in the other. He nodded and said, "Tell the driver to drive slower and pay attention to safety."
"Okay, see you later."
Wen Qingbai helped Guan Xiaoxiao walk towards his car. The door was already open, and she pushed the drunk woman inside.
"Drive, go to Guan's house." he ordered.
The driver responded, "Yes sir."
The car started and headed towards the Guan family's villa.
Guan Xiaoxiao restlessly leaned into Wen Qingbai's arms, mumbling something inaudible.
"What's wrong?" Wen Qingbai held her slender waist and asked in a low voice.
Guan Xiaoxiao hugged him and whined, "My head hurts. It hurts. I don't feel well."
She frowned and looked uncomfortable.
"Well."
Guan Xiaoxiao felt uncomfortable in her stomach and suddenly couldn't hold it in, so she vomited. Wen Qingbai's expensive suit was instantly ruined and covered with filth.
The closed compartment was filled with an unpleasant smell.
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