Chapter 891 - 891 – Ying Luohong’s Secret
Chapter 891 - 891 – Ying Luohong’s Secret
Tang Zhenhua’s eyes also welled up with tears. It was only at this moment that he could be completely sure – his beloved had returned. Truly returned.
He tightly embraced Ying Luohong again. “Honghong, I… “
Ying Luohong also wrapped her arms around his waist. She whispered, “But I have a request. No matter what happens in the future, you’re not allowed to have any thoughts about her. Can you promise me?”
“Of course, of course. I didn’t have any thoughts about her to begin with. Moreover, I can’t possibly see her again. I don’t even know where she went. After that incident, I cut off all contact with her. Frankly, I hold a grudge against her. However, over the years, that resentment has faded. Even if I were to meet her again, I’d treat her as a stranger. Is that okay?”
“You’ve passed.” Ying Luohong sighed lightly.
“What’s wrong?” Tang Zhenhua asked with confusion.
Ying Luohong looked at him with a complicated expression and said, “Actually, we had some contact over these years.”
Tang Zhenhua was taken aback. “You’re still in contact with her? Don’t you hate her?”
Ying Luohong gritted her teeth. “How could I not hate her? She was my best friend, yet she tried to take away my man. I almost hated her to death. But, as you said, many years have passed, and the hatred has faded. We only communicated a few times. She told me a lot. She said she wanted to be with you, not just because she truly loves you, but also to repay a debt. You saved her parents’ lives. She said she had nothing else to give you, so she gave herself to you, vowing to be with only you for a lifetime.”
Tang Zhenhua’s expression suddenly became awkward. He smiled wryly, saying, “She wanted to give, but she never asked me if I wanted it! She… well, let’s not talk about it.”
Ying Luohong hummed, “I’m more certain of my guess now. With our great relationship back then, if she didn’t use some means, she wouldn’t have had a chance, right? Her personality is a bit stubborn. Since you agreed to my request just now, there’s something I have to tell you. Originally, I never planned to tell you in this lifetime.”
“What is it?” Tang Zhenhua was stunned.
Looking at him, Ying Luohong bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, “You have a son.”
Tang Zhenhua was stunned, and then he felt his whole body’s pores tighten. Goosebumps covered every corner of his body, and hot blood rushed to his head as if his entire head was about to explode.
“I… I have a son? I…”
He was speechless. He was so excited that he was trembling. He looked at Ying Luohong, his eyes wide with disbelief.
“Honghong, where is our son? Let me think. That was nineteen years ago. If you had just had him at that time, our son would be about eighteen now?”
Suddenly, he realized something and couldn’t believe it. “Could our son be in the Star Wars Experimental Class?”
Tang Zhenhua, being exceptionally intelligent, and once known as a genius of his generation, instantly understood from a temporal perspective. Ying Luohong gave him a disdainful look. “You’re not completely stupid. He’s your student.”
“Who? Who did you say it was? My student? Xuanyu? So Xuanyu is my son? I…” Tang Zhenhua almost jumped up in place.
“Are you shameless? Why don’t you take a look at yourself in front of the Sea God’s Lake? With your looks, how could you give birth to such a handsome son like Xuanyu? And, don’t you know that Xuanyu is actually a year younger than his classmates in the same grade?”
Suddenly, Tang Zhenhua’s facial muscles twitched with embarrassment. “It’s not Xuanyu? Then, is it that stinky kid Qian Lei? That kid doesn’t look so good…”
Ying Luohong raised her eyebrows in anger. “What’s wrong with my disciple? Even if he doesn’t look as good, someone still likes him. Now he’s with Lan Mengqin. That girl is so beautiful, but she was still won over by my disciple. It’s not him. I won’t give you a chance to doubt him. I can’t give birth to such an ugly child.”
Tang Zhenhua’s expression froze and he thought to himself, “You won’t let me say he’s ugly, but didn’t you just say it yourself?” But at this moment, how could he dare to offend Ying Luohong! He quickly asked, “Then, who is it? Honghong, please tell me.”
Ying Luohong snorted, “You should figure it out for yourself. Can’t you see who looks like you? Do I have to tell you?”