Han Xi looked around embarrassedly and realized that many people were watching them, some even whispering about how handsome Lu Jinghan was and how well-matched they were.
"So many people are watching, how could you... hmm hmm."
Han Xi’s body was forced to lean back, her soft long hair cascading down her shoulders, her heart pounding like a frightened deer.
Lu Jinghan’s arm tightly encircled the waist of the girl, his tongue boldly exploring her mouth, the sweet strawberry flavor wafting through all her senses.
After a few minutes, Lu Jinghan finally released her lips, wiping the moisture from the corner of her mouth with a slight smile: "So sweet."
Han Xi gasped for breath, her face red enough to bleed: "If you want ice cream, you could just eat it, why do you have to kiss me?"
"I like eating the one you’ve tasted, it has your flavor."
Lu Jinghan leaned close to Han Xi’s ear, speaking softly.
Han Xi felt too embarrassed to stay there any longer, she stood up with the ice cream in hand and walked outside, Lu Jinghan laughing behind her.
Many people took out their phones to take pictures when they kissed just now, it made them envious.
As they walked out of the store, they saw Han Guanghong sitting on a bench by the road smoking. His temples were much grayer, and he looked somewhat haggard and desolate.
For some reason, Han Xi felt a little sorry for him...
After hesitating for a few seconds, Han Xi walked over, and sensing someone beside him, Han Guanghong raised his head, his eyes bloodshot with complex emotions: "Xiao Xi..."
"Why are you here alone?"
Knowing Han Xi was pregnant, Han Guanghong hurriedly extinguished his cigarette and waved away the lingering smoke: "Child, can you forgive your dad?"
Han Xi knew what he meant, but the image of Wen Qin lying in a pool of blood, eyes filled with despair like dead ashes, was something she could never forget.
"We have no relationship left, so there’s no talk of forgiveness. Take care of yourself and live well."
"Girl, thank you for helping me pay back those millions," Han Guanghong said to Han Xi’s departing back.
Han Xi was slightly stunned; she hadn’t helped Han Guanghong repay any debt.
Once in the car, Han Xi glanced at Lu Jinghan in the driver’s seat: "Did you help him pay the money?"
"After Han Yaxin died, Zhang Min became mentally unstable, so Han Guanghong sent her to a nursing home. Now, his income barely covers his living expenses after paying for Zhang Min’s treatment."
Lu Jinghan took a tissue from the car’s storage compartment to wipe off the ice cream dropped on Han Xi’s hand: "I don’t pity him, I just didn’t want you to feel bad inside, so I helped him pay the money."
Lu Jinghan only cared about Han Xi; Han Guanghong deserved the outcome he faced today, but since Han Xi had been with him for decades, she couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.
Han Xi hugged Lu Jinghan’s neck with reddened eyes: "Thank you for being so good to me."
She didn’t know what she had done to deserve such a wonderful man.
"Silly girl, you’re my wife and Little Bun’s mom, of course, I have to be good to you."
Lu Jinghan affectionately rubbed Han Xi’s head and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her mouth.
When they returned home, Shen Qiong was busy in the kitchen, knowing they’d come back today. Song Mingyuan and Shen Qiong had gone to the supermarket early in the morning to pick out ingredients.