The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband!

Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Huo Tingdong Falls Ill

The next day.

Huace Group’s conference room.

All the senior executives were in place, waiting for Huo Tingdong to hold the morning meeting as usual.

“Mr. Huo has arrived.”

The meeting secretary announced.

As soon as Huo Tingdong entered, the vast conference room suddenly quieted down.

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“Thud.”

The sound of a file report falling to the ground.

Huo Tingdong took his seat with an unruffled demeanor, dressed in a crisp suit, his hair neatly styled. However, the handprint on his face was still visible and overly conspicuous.

The subordinates silently observed the sudden finger marks on his face and began to speculate wildly.

Huo Tingdong was known for his ascetic personal life; aside from Song Shuyan, no woman could get close to him.

Could it be that Mr. Huo and Miss Song had an argument?

Huo Tingdong swept his gaze across the room, looking at the expressions of his subordinates who seemed eager to gossip, and said coldly, “Had enough looks?”

The conference room became even more silent.

Everyone guiltily lowered their heads, yet occasionally someone would steal a glance.

Huo Tingdong tugged at his thin lips and said chillingly, “If anyone hasn’t had enough, step forward. I’ll let him have a good look.”

After speaking, he opened the documents in front of him and lightly rapped his knuckles on the marble tabletop, “Let’s begin the meeting.”

The conference room seemingly experienced a chill, and everyone shivered unanimously.

The meeting ended.

Mo Ke quickly followed Huo Tingdong to the office.

He hesitated for a long time but decided to ask, “Mr. Huo, about the injury on your face…”

Huo Tingdong furrowed his brows, “If you keep quiet, no one will mistake you for being mute.”

Mo Ke wished he could sew his own mouth shut.

“Have you completed the investigation you were assigned?”

Mo Ke said, “It’s clear now. Mr. Huo, you indeed misjudged Miss Lin. Yesterday, she was at Windsor High School because she was accompanying Lin Jinmo to the entrance examination. Windsor High School offers one scholarship spot each year, the exam is extremely difficult, and all the students failed except for Lin Jinmo.”

“And the result?”

“The principal rejected Lin Jinmo’s application citing that he is from a single-parent family.”

Huo Tingdong pondered briefly, “Did you find out who hit me?”

Mo Ke replied, “I did investigate. It was some suspects in custody who, upon hearing about the human traffickers, became agitated and acted out.”

Huo Tingdong said, “Issue a heavy sentence.”

Mo Ke nodded, “Yes.”

“Tingdong!”

At the office door, Song Shuyan had been waiting for a while.

Huo Tingdong paused, “Why are you here?”

Song Shuyan, dressed in a white business suit, walked towards him, “I’m off today and wanted to ask if you’re free for lunch…”

She approached and suddenly noticed the red mark on Huo Tingdong’s face, stunned, “Tingdong, your face…”

The fingerprint was so clear, anyone could tell at a glance that someone had slapped him.

But who would dare to hit Huo Tingdong’s face?

Huo Tingdong slightly furrowed his brows, “It’s nothing.”

Song Shuyan expressed concern, “Who did it? Your grandmother?”

Huo Tingdong replied, “Yes.”

Song Shuyan was skeptical, “Your grandma has always adored you, how could she bear to hit you?”

Huo Tingdong changed the subject abruptly, “Didn’t you invite me for a meal? I’ll be free this afternoon.”

Song Shuyan, a shrewd person herself, noticed Huo Tingdong was clearly avoiding the topic, and didn’t press him further.

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Late into the night.

Huo Tingdong returned to the Huo Family mansion, deep into the night.

As he entered, a servant took his coat and reported on Han’s condition: “Today, Han was very happy. He spent the whole day with Miss Lin, who read many fairy tales to him from the storybook you bought for him. He has already fallen asleep.”

Huo Tingdong uttered a hum and headed upstairs.

The servant immediately added, “Tonight, Han is sleeping in Miss Lin’s room.”

Huo Tingdong paused, then turned towards Lin Qi’s room.

He gently pushed the door open.

A warm wall lamp was left on by the bed.

Lin Qi lay in the middle, with Momo and Han on her left and right, sleeping by her sides. @@novelbin@@

Due to her injuries, she had to lie flat; each Little Baby, one hugging her neck, the other her waist, both sleeping soundly.

Huo Tingdong walked to the bedside, looking at Han’s adorable sleeping face, and slowly bent down to kiss his forehead.

Song Shuyan’s words echoed in his ear: “Tingdong… A woman’s youth is very precious. I’ve waited for you so many years, not for a status, but because you are the man I decided to love and wait for my entire life. I’ve made all the necessary mental preparations, swearing to give Han a warm home, to become your best wife and the best mom for Han. When… when will you marry me?”

Huo Tingdong’s fingers gently stroked Han’s face.

Beside them, Momo quietly opened his eyes, under the light, the handsome and gentle side profile of Huo Tingdong kissing Han was charming and tender.

He had never seen such a gentle Huo Tingdong.

Perhaps only in front of Han would he shed the arrogance and sharpness of “Huo Tingdong” to reveal this valuable tenderness.

He is Han’s dad, and also his dad.

But he can’t acknowledge him.

If he does, he would have to be separated from Mommy.

He used to not mind, but now, seeing the tender and affectionate scene of Huo Tingdong kissing Han, there was a moment in his heart, a longing for the fatherly love so close yet untouchable.

Huo Tingdong didn’t notice Momo had awoken. When he stood up, Momo quickly closed his eyes pretending to be asleep.

He glanced at Momo and then at Lin Qi, turned, and quietly left the room, gently closing the door behind him.

Momo buried his little face in Lin Qi’s neck, stopped speculating wildly, and closed his eyes to sleep.

A tender hand gently stroked his forehead.

Lin Qi hadn’t fallen asleep, always a light sleeper; she woke up when Huo Tingdong entered the room, just pretending with her eyes slightly open and saw Momo secretly watching Huo Tingdong and Han, with a touch of envy in his eyes.

Was his heart also yearning for paternal love?

Lin Qi got out of bed, tucked in the two little ones, and walked out of the room.

The empty corridor was large and unfamiliar in the Huo mansion.

It was so late that even the servants had retired; only one room on the third floor was lit.

Lin Qi walked over, the door slightly ajar, through the crack, she saw Huo Tingdong holding a pen, signing some documents.

Still working so late?

Lin Qi turned to leave, hadn’t walked far when suddenly she heard the sound of hurried breaths from the study.

“Huff… Hah huff…”

The urgent breathing, coupled with a man’s hoarse gasp, and a “thump,” it sounded as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

Such familiar breaths, they were not new to her.

Lin Qi anxiously rushed back to the door, pushed it wide open, and saw Huo Tingdong collapsed on the carpet, face up, his breathing more urgent, his handsome face red and contorted in severe pain, his hands tightly clutching the carpet.

Hyperventilation!