hen I was young and thought of Miss Ji Wu, did you want to kill me?” Han Luofan’s question was an insult to Han Bing and a torture to himself.

Han Bing clenched his fists and said softly, “Han Luofan, shut up if you don’t want to be beaten.”

How could Han Luofan shut up?

He felt terrible in his heart.
He especially wanted to cry, but he held it in.
It was as if a huge stone was pressed against his chest, or as if a pile of dry firewood that had been exposed by the scorching sun had been placed there.
It burned at the slightest bit.
Han Luofan was about to collapse.
He grabbed the bedsheets and roared as he questioned Han Bing, “If you hate me so much, why don’t you kill me! While I’m still young, you can kill me, throw me away, or sell me away!”

“Han Luofan!” Han Bing could not take it anymore.
In a fit of anger, he walked quickly to Han Luofan’s side, grabbed his collar, and slapped him hard.
Han Luofan was directly slapped speechless.
Like all ordinary fathers who felt despair for their children, Han Binghan bent down and shouted at his son, “Look carefully, I’m your father! Do you know who you’re saying these shameful words to!”

“Have you thought about me?”

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Han Bing’s thunderous roar finally pulled Han Luofan back from the edge of collapse.

Han Luofan looked at Han Bing in a daze.
His lips quivered for a long time, and his eyes turned red.
Han Bing’s eyes were red and moist, and his gaze was ruthless.
He was extremely disappointed in this son of his.
How could he say such things? That was simply killing his heart!

“If I fucking wanted to kill you, why would I bring you back! To disgust myself!”

Han Bing’s continuous attacks finally woke Han Luofan up.

Han Luofan’s shoulder collapsed, and he lowered his head.
Han Bing suddenly heard Han Luofan say softly, “I don’t want to treat you as a mistake…” He seemed to be about to cry, and his face was especially ugly.
When Han Bing heard this, his body froze, and the hand that was holding Han Luofan’s collar instantly lost all its strength.

Han Bing let go in a daze.

Han Bing bent down weakly.

Han Luofan’s body was lying on the blanket.
He covered his face with his hands and spoke softly with a sobbing tone.
He said, “I don’t want my existence to be a stain! I don’t want to be that woman’s child! I don’t want to be a mistake that destroyed your relationship with Miss Ji!”

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Han Luofan hugged his head with his hands.
He suppressed the desire to cry and said helplessly, “I also want to be a child who is looked forward to and blessed by love, but I’m not.
I have to be that woman’s child! She’s clearly the bad person, but why am I the one who’s hated!”

Han Bing lowered his eyes and looked at Han Luofan, who was lying on the bed and seemed to be crying, but it made him feel terrible.
His hand that was hanging by his side moved.
When he heard that Han Luofan finally cried and said, “Dad, don’t hate me.
I’m different from her.
Really, I’ve never harmed anyone like that.”

When he heard this, Han Bing sighed and hugged Han Luofan.

Han Luofan’s body stiffened slightly when he hugged him.

In his impression, his father had never hugged him.
Han Luofan did not know if his father had hugged him when he was young, but ever since he had his memories, his father had never been so close to him.
The first time he was hugged by Han Bing, Han Luofan was actually so helpless that he did not know where to place his hands and feet.

Han Bing gently patted the child’s back and said, “I’m sorry, child.
I’m sorry.” In the past few years, Han Bing had indeed hated Han Luofan.
Just like he had said, he was that woman’s son and a stain on his existence.
He could not love him.

However, after being together for a long time, how could he not be soft-hearted when he saw this child grow up from a wailing baby to a youth?

How could Han Bing not love his child!

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