Chapter 2534 - 2549: I Love You, Love You, Love You... 3

Huangfu Ye could tell the little guy was saying one thing but feeling another. He reached out to pinch his cheek, then left.

Only father and son were left in the ward. Beiming Han really had caught a chill today; he couldn’t hold back a couple of coughs. Xia Tian immediately jumped off the bed and asked, "Do you want some water?"

"It’s fine, you just sit. I can do it myself." Beiming Han was going to get up and pour himself some water.

"You’re sick, just admit you’re sick. What’s the point of acting tough?" Xia Tian moved even faster than him, grabbed the thermos, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it over.

"Thanks." Beiming Han took it, feeling a gentle warmth in his heart.

He drained the water, put the cup back, then reached out and held his son’s small hand. It was a strange, wonderful feeling, one he really liked.

"Xia Tian, you care about me too, don’t you?"

"I do not. Don’t flatter yourself... It’s just a cup of water. Even if it were some little animal by the side of the road that got sick, I’d take care of it too!" Xia Tian turned his face away, looking very uneasy, refusing to meet his eyes.

"That so?" Beiming Han didn’t mind at all, because he could feel his son’s love for him.

"Of course!" Xia Tian answered with absolute certainty, and to drive it home he even gave a firm nod.

"No matter what you think, Xia Tian, I like you." Beiming Han looked at him with a smile.

Xia Tian’s small body trembled, and the little hand held in his big palm went stiff. Beiming Han thought for a moment, then added, "No... I love you."

Xia Tian snapped his head around to look at him. Beiming Han clearly saw the shock and disbelief in his eyes, and the joy the little guy hadn’t had time to hide...

Beiming Han’s heart suddenly ached. He scooped Xia Tian up and settled him on his lap. Xia Tian felt even more ill at ease, but he still didn’t move, letting him hold him.

Beiming Han greedily pressed a few kisses into his son’s hair. This was his little girl and his Baobao, the crystallization of their love, the continuation of life, a treasure that belonged only to him and her, the one and only Baobei in the world...

...

Bai Jingqing called the doctor who was treating Beiming Han, and got a detailed update on Beiming Han’s condition. Only after hearing that there was nothing serious did he finally relax.

When he went back to the kitchen, he saw his son standing on a little stool, cutting the vegetables he hadn’t finished chopping earlier.

Bai Jingqing’s chest tightened at once. Seeing his son holding a kitchen knife, he hurried over. "Xiao Bai, put the knife down, quick."

"Daddy, it’s fine. I’m really good at chopping vegetables, I won’t cut my hand." Bai Xiaobai turned his head and smiled at him, looking very happy. "I want to help Daddy out."

Bai Jingqing just felt even more heartache. He took the knife from his hand. "Be good and go out. You’re still a child. You shouldn’t be doing these things. As long as Daddy’s here, Daddy will do them, okay?"

Bai Xiaobai blinked his big eyes at him and said hesitantly, "But... I like cooking for Daddy and Mommy too."

"..."

Bai Jingqing really had no idea how Bai Qianqian had been raising this child. How had his son become this strong and sensible?

But the way his son was now kept stabbing at his heart...

"If he wants to help, let him. Bai Xiaobai is very capable." At some point Bai Qianqian had appeared at the doorway, leaning against the wall and watching the two of them.

"Qianqian, Xiao Bai is still a child." Bai Jingqing turned around with a helpless sigh, a faint hint of reproach in his eyes, yet he couldn’t bring himself to truly blame her.