Chapter 295 The two of them put their faces together tacitly

Wang Ziru slowly stood up from the sofa and looked back at the dusty man.

"It doesn't matter who said it. Even if Duan Yanfei didn't say it today, there will be other people who will criticize me behind my back in the future." Her eyes were red and swollen, and tears slid down the delicate curve of her cheeks like a string of crystal pearls, and sadness floated on her clear face.

Suddenly, Han Suijing's eyes became moist and hot tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.

He held the child in his arms, walked around the sofa and came to her, saying solemnly: "I want to overturn our previous agreement! Ziru, let's get married!"

"I can no longer bear this fear, let alone the pain of losing you."

Wang Ziru smiled with tears in her eyes, her eyes sparkling with strength and hope. She opened her arms and gently embraced the father and son, resting her face on the man's strong chest, letting her tears wet his military uniform.

A stream of hot tears rolled down Han Suijing's eyes. He held his beloved woman tightly to his chest with his strong arms and kissed the top of her warm head.

"I will never forget the days we spent at home until I die." He whispered in her ear in a soft voice.

Hearing this, Wang Ziru wiped her cheek on the military uniform on his chest, raised her red face from crying, looked up at his tearful face, and said in a choked voice: "Okay!"

Their eyes met, and they put their faces close together in tacit understanding.

"If we have to pick a good day to get married, it's today! We are both adults, with heaven and earth as witnesses, and our children to celebrate! Tomorrow morning, we will go through the wedding procedures."

Wang Ziru smiled and blinked, "Yeah."

"Even if the sky falls, this marriage must be concluded." A flash of scarlet flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head and stared at the person who was almost separated from him, tears dripping on his lips.

"You don't have to worry too much. Whether it's the Korean family or the military, as long as the marriage report is approved, there will be no problem. From now on, I will be your strongest backer. I will let all those who oppose us see with their own eyes that we are always a loving couple."

"Not only do we have a four-year-old son, we are also planning on having a second and third child..."

She had figured it out. The Han family didn't have the ability to cover up everything and force their son to abandon his fiancée.

The more strongly President Han and his wife oppose, the more they will experience the pain of losing their most beloved son.

At this moment, the young man's chest was filled with emotion.

Xiu Jin used his fingers to play with the strands of hair sticking to her cheeks. Han Suijing carefully looked at his wife's charming face, as if he was afraid that she would disappear from his side in the next second.

His eyes relaxed, and his arms, as strong as iron, suddenly grabbed her slender waist and kissed her lips.

Baoer's eyes widened instantly, tears still on his face, and he quickly covered his eyes with his little hands. But he also wanted to secretly watch his parents being affectionate.

"dad…"

The young man finally couldn't help but shout out.

Hearing the boy's childish and embarrassed voice, the two of them slowly moved away from each other.

Wang Ziru was a little embarrassed to look at her son, and her face turned red like a burning cloud, but she still rested her head on the man's chest, as if this was the only way to make her feel at ease.

"Dad, do you love Mom?" Baoer happily turned his father's handsome face and kissed him.

"Yes, Dad loves Mom very much. From now on, you and Dad should love Mom together and not let anyone bully Mom..." Han Suijing was as happy as if he had eaten honey, and joy appeared on his usually stern face.

After a while, Han Suijing carried his son into the bathroom and washed the child's face again.

He wet the towel again and took it out to wipe the mother's face.

"You guys just watch TV in the room, I'll go downstairs." After doing these things, Han Suijing saw that the child had regained his energy and was playing with his beloved windmill.

He walked to the sofa, hugged his wife and said in a deep voice.

Wang Ziru understood that he still had to report their marriage to his parents.

This was a hurdle they couldn't get around. A subtle smile crossed his face, mocking to the extreme, and he nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

Baoer saw that his father was about to go out again so soon and thought that he was leaving, so he hurried to the door and asked, "Dad, please don't leave, okay?"

"Be good, watch TV with mom for a while, dad will be back soon."

Seeing how attached his child was to him, Han Suijing felt more and more that as a father, he must fulfill his responsibility to his child and must protect his mother and daughter at all costs.

After comforting the little guy a little, Han Suijing opened the door and went out.

After closing the door, the gentleness and kindness on his face a second ago were gone, replaced by eyes filled with storm and a gloomy and heartless look.

He went straight downstairs to the hotel's administrative office. When he arrived outside the office door, he said in a cold voice, "Duan Yanfei, come out."

Duan Yanfei was in a very bad mood.

Hearing Han Suijing's voice coming from the corridor outside, she swallowed, stood up from her chair, and ran out of the office with two red and swollen eyes from crying, "Han Suijing, you're finally back!"

In the corridor outside the door, Han Suijing seemed normal, but he was emitting an icy aura.

"Did you spread rumors among the wives of soldiers in the military family compound, saying that I had an illegitimate child?"

Instantly, Duan Yanfei's face flushed red, because she found that the man standing in front of her actually looked like he was accusing her.

She sneered and shouted in a panic, "So what? Isn't what I said the truth? And your parents also said this. Do you think you can hide the fact that you have a son?"

Duan Yanfei stiffened his neck and hadn't finished speaking.

The man standing in front of him slapped him fiercely, "Pa!"

Before she could react, another slap came over her. The two slaps made her head buzz.

Duan Yanfei staggered from the blow and quickly grabbed the door frame to avoid falling. She raised her red cheeks and her eyes instantly turned red with anger, "Han Suijing, you dare to hit me?"

"I'm going to beat you up! If you dare to go out and spread rumors about my son or say bad things about my wife again, I will drag you in front of your brother and beat you up in front of him." Han Suijing said in a cold tone.

"Han Suijing, you dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? I am a girl from the Duan family."

A feeling of despair filled Duan Yanfei's heart.

She had never seen Han Suijing so cruel and ruthless before, and her love for him suddenly disappeared.

Covering her suddenly red and swollen cheeks, she was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, and cried and scolded: "Just wait for me, you dare to hit me, you don't want to live! I'm going home now and let my uncle take care of you."

"Go! Go home and ask your parents to come over. I want to see whether you are right in spreading rumors and slandering my son, or whether the Duan family has no discipline at all. It would be better to ask your brother to come and ask me to judge." The storm in Han Suijing's eyes swept around him, and he was no longer merciful to anyone who hurt them.

"Don't be so arrogant! Wait, I will definitely make your wish come true."

Duan Yanfei glared at the man in the corridor, turned around and walked into the office.

I grabbed my bag, quickly left the hotel, and went straight to my uncle to complain.

After solving the problem of the troublemaker in the Duan family, Han Suijing turned around and went to the second floor to meet his parents.

Walking to the door of his parents' room, Han Suijing stood quietly outside the door, sorting out his surging emotions, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Han Suijing, what's wrong with you? Why did Ziru say she was pregnant with your child again?" Han's mother asked anxiously when she saw her son.

Dean Han saw that his son had finally come back to them, and knew that he was not hopeless.

Sitting on the sofa, he had the look of an elder who was about to give a lecture, and was preparing words of instruction in his mind.

"Zi Ru and I love each other, so it's not surprising that we are pregnant with a second child?" After a moment of surprise, a faint voice came out slowly from Han Suijing's mouth.

Mother Han followed her son's figure with her eyes, "What do you mean? You haven't solved the problem of one child yet, and you have another one. Are you okay? How can you be so confused?"

Han Suijing glanced at his mother with a distant look and said in a low voice: "Thanks to you, my son is now slandered by everyone as an illegitimate child..."

"I..." Dean Han was stunned and said in a deep voice: "As the elder of the Han family, I must shoulder the responsibility of an elder."

"Yes! Han Suijing, don't be so stubborn. If you keep wasting time with us like this, you won't be able to concentrate on your work, and it will make everyone in the Han family live in unrest." Han's mother closed the door, walked up to her son, pulled his sleeve, and advised him earnestly.

Han Suijing stood quietly in front of his parents, lowering his eyes slightly.

The son who had always been full of vigor in their minds now fell into their eyes.

A little desolate and lonely.

Just as President Han was about to teach his disappointing son a lesson, Han Suijing knelt down on both knees in front of his parents.

"I, your son Han Suijing, would like to thank you for your hard work in raising me. Throughout my life, I will always respect you and honor you. Now that I am a father, it would be unfilial of me to still let you worry about me."

It was clearly the deep love between a loving father and a filial son, but there was no emotion when he spoke slowly from his mouth. After he finished speaking, he placed his hands on the floor and kowtowed three times to his parents, thanking them for giving birth to him.

The old couple stared blankly at their son kneeling on the ground, a trace of shock appearing on their slightly haggard faces.

Dean Han frowned, and his hands trembled slightly. He had seen his son in many different ways in his life, but he had never said goodbye to him so decisively at this moment. "Han Suijing, what on earth do you want to do?"

"Sui Jing! Stop quarreling with your father, okay? Let mommy mediate between you and your father."

"Mom! At this point, do you think there is still room for reconciliation between the two sides?" Han Suijing adjusted his posture and slowly stood up from the ground. He had the majestic aura of a lion awakening, and in the blink of an eye, a fierce aura enveloped his body.

A powerful pressure that Dean Han had never felt before emanated from Han Suijing's body.

"Dad! As a father, you have carefully taught your son to grow up since he was young, and you have experienced the joy and satisfaction of being a father." Han Suijing took a deep breath and sighed softly: "Now, I am also a father, and my son is only four years old. He needs your love and care more than I do."

Upon hearing this, Dean Han was stunned, his face changing from gloomy to bright. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want the Han family to live in peace?"