dings and construct skyscrapers next to them, leaving our buildings in perpetual darkness, unable to live in. Then, we won’t get any compensation and nowhere to go. You’re a lawyer with such a pretty...Zhao Tingxing didn't leave. He stayed in the dark living room, two rooms glowed faintly with light - one was Han Zhaoyi's room with a dim light, and the other was where Han Li was taking a bath.

After a while, she changed into casual clothes and was no longer the office-ready professional she usually was. She didn't turn on the lights and sat across from Zhao Tingxing in the dim light.

They both sat in silence.

Zhaoting leaned back on the sofa, half asleep and half awake, not wanting to communicate with her.

Han Li softly asked, "Has the old woman been buried"

No one paid attention.

She seemed to be talking to herself: "I went back to the mountains and saw that the house had collapsed. Should we find someone to rebuild it"

Still no one paid him any attention. Zhao Ting remained motionless, not even making a sound.

I have the design drawings from before, so if we rebuild it, we can completely restore it.

Across from her, in the dimness, the black figure suddenly straightened. Its piercing eyes cut through the darkness, fixing on her: "Ruined is ruined. Can rebuilding ever restore it to its former glory"

Han Li paused, unsure if he was referring to the old woman's hut or their relationship.

Zhao Tingxing didn't want to waste any more time: "I don't have time to play games with you. Just name your price, I'm taking Han Zhaoyi."

When he said this, he completely forgot about his promise to do a paternity test. Subconsciously, he had never doubted Han Zhao Yi's true identity.

If another woman heard him speak so domineeringly and rudely, she would probably be afraid or scared, but Han Li was no ordinary woman. She remained calm: “Han Zhaoyi is your child after all. Whether you want him or not, he is still your child. Similarly, whether you want him or not, he is also my child.”

Na Han Zhao Yi couldn't threaten her at all.

Someone who actively brings their child forward wouldn't be afraid of having the child taken. Han Li has always wanted a complete family, together from beginning to end.

Zhao Tingxing's body leaned forward abruptly, his voice laced with anger as he growled, "What do you want to play this time"

This is the root of their problem, there's no trust. Even if Hanli said she just wants a home with him.

He would also feel that she was setting some kind of trap, waiting for him to jump into it.

No matter if Hanli had schemed against him before, there was no trust between them whatsoever.

"You said there's a lack of sincerity between us. What does it mean to be sincere About what happened back then, I was wrong. But I left not because you were poor, but because I wanted to find a better path for myself. You can call me selfish, or say I wasn't loving enough, and I admit it all. But you also said before that things turned out well, and we both live good lives now. The first time I came back, I didn't intend to scheme against you. It was you who treated me like a prostitute selling myself and humiliated me with the contract. Only then did I choose to fight back, at least to make you remember me. If I had done nothing, just humbly begged for your forgiveness and pestered you, would you even look at me No! So I don't regret anything."

She thought she had been honest enough, laying her heart bare for him, revealing it layer by layer.

However, Zhao Tingxing just sneered: "Then I ask you, would you have come back a second time if you hadn't gotten pregnant with Han Zhaoyi the first time"

"Yes, but not with such urgency. I sought you out for reasons beyond the child."

Zhao Tingxing wasn't going to beat around the bush this time, he said directly: "Since you've said so much, tonight, I'll be very clear with you, we can't be together."

He was surprisingly calm this time, devoid of any anger. But it was precisely his calmness that made him appear cold and resolute, leaving no room for compromise.

Han Li could see his determination from his tone and expression. He struggled one last time: "Zhao Tingxing, why can't we be together There are no obstacles between us. Even if you don't love me now, couldn't you give Han Zhaoyi a happy home We can cultivate our feelings after marriage."

But Zhao Tingxing calmly shook his head, but firmly said, "No."

Why does his life always seem to be chosen for him Abandoned by his parents, dumped by his girlfriend, made a father against his will. Why is his whole life dictated by the choices of others

Han Li's heart suddenly felt heavy and painful. They say that women chasing men is like a thin veil, but why was it so difficult for her She poured her heart out, yet he remained indifferent.

He was the most resolute man she had ever met, impervious to any pleas or persuasion. The tenderness they shared a while back felt like a fleeting moment, a mere phantom.

Suppressing his voice, there was still a glimmer of hope, he asked the most unbearable question: "Is it impossible Do you keep touching me again and again"

The other party replied coldly, "Do you care I've touched more women than just you."

"Zhao Tingxing, you bastard!"

This time, she heard the sound of her heart shattering, crumbling to pieces, not a single whole one left. As for men and women, she had always been quite open-minded, with no shackles at all. But as a woman, she always felt that after having sex so many times, there would be something different, wouldn't there

I didn't cry, I held back my tears. When I looked up again, everything was normal. I said calmly:

"Let me stay here for one night."

After that, she went straight into Han Zhaoyi's room.

Though the child was naughty during the day, at night she slept like an angel. As soon as she lay down beside him, he suddenly woke up. He saw her happily hugging his neck and kissing his face in a daze.

The pain I felt just now is being healed little by little.

She thought, then let it be. She wouldn't hold onto any attachments, nor would she try to prove to her heavenly parents that her choice had been right all along. She'd just admit that in matters of the heart, she had failed. It wasn't as difficult as she imagined.

The next day, Han Zhaoyi woke up very early. He confirmed that his mother from last night wasn't a dream but was truly lying beside him. He jumped up and bounced on the bed, waking up Han Li too.

The mother and son came out of the room, but Zhao Tingxing's figure was nowhere to be seen. Han Zhaoyi didn't mention the conflict with Zhao Tingxing last night, just saying she was hungry.

Han Li took him out to eat. During the meal, the little ghost asked his mother earthily, "Mom, is Zhao Tingxing my dad"

She didn't mince words: "Yes, he's your father."

"Oh." Han Zhaoyi lowered his eyes.

"Don't you like him" Hanli saw that he looked a little disappointed, so she couldn't help but ask.

"I like him, even though he's fierce. I'm not afraid of him."

"Well, he'd make a good father."

But I like Mom better, and if he doesn't like Mom, then I don't want to like him.

Han Li froze, surprised by him. He couldn't believe that such a young child could see through this.

“If he likes Mommy, why is he only showing up now And if he likes Mommy, this morning he would have been here with us for breakfast. Grandma and Grandpa said that liking someone means being together all the time.”

Han Li's nose suddenly felt sour. She thought that even as an adult, she wasn't as perceptive as a child.

Author's Note: Regarding Zhao Tingxing's selection earlier, I saw a comment from a reader yesterday that hit the nail on the head – it was about Zhao Dog's mindset. So I incorporated that today, thank you.

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