Chapter 875: He Jichen, Let’s Have a Baby (25)

Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

Before Ji Yi could finish, He Jichen turned the steering wheel as he casually said, “I believe you.”

Having not uttered a word, Ji Yi stared into He Jichen’s eyes with a bit of shock.

He sensed her confused gaze. After He Jichen parked the car, he turned his head and smirked at Ji Yi. “I don’t even see Xie Siyao as a person, let alone believe what she said.”

“So Ji Yi, you don’t have to explain it to me. Unless it’s something you said, otherwise, I’ll always believe you.”

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He Jichen’s tone of voice was flat and light-hearted, but it shook Ji Yi’s heart fiercely. An indescribable feeling instantly filled her with warmth and moved her.

She wanted to explain that what Xie Siyao said was nonsense, but she never imagined he would reply simply with “I believe you” the moment she called his name.

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Before Han Zhifan returned to the private room and said goodbye to Ji Yi, he headed right downstairs.

He called the secretary in the private room upstairs. Before he left, he got his jacket and bag, picked up his car keys from the valet and walked into the parking lot.

After hanging up the phone with his secretary, Han Zhifan pressed the button on his car keys. He saw a car light up not too far away, so he hurriedly walked up to it, opened the door and sat inside. Without putting his seatbelt on, he turned the steering wheel, stepped on the gas and sped out of the parking lot.

The car drove some distance away until it reached a red light. Han Zhifan picked up his phone and gave his home phone a call.

The new nanny picked up the call but before she could speak, Han Zhifan heard Cheng Han’s cries.

Han Zhifan furrowed his brows slightly. “What’s the current situation?”

“The young master hasn’t stopped crying. The midwife fed him a little just now with a lot of difficulty. Now, he’s gone and thrown it all up...”

Han Zhifan furrowed his brows even more tightly as the red light turned green. He didn’t waste his breath with the nanny and hung up the call immediately. Then he fastened his seatbelt, stepped on the gas pedal and sped up faster than before.

After he drove into the courtyard, Han Zhifan slammed on the brakes and stopped right at the door. Without even turning off his engine, he pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Before he stepped into the villa, he heard the sound of a child’s cry coming from upstairs.

He hurriedly took his shoes off, bolted upstairs and opened the door to the baby’s room. The housekeeper, the nanny, the midwife, and the doctor surrounded Cheng Han, trying to cheer him up. However, Cheng Han had his eyes shut. He didn’t listen to a word or see a thing; all he wanted to do was cry.

He had probably been crying for a really long time, because his little face had turned purple and his eyes were as swollen as walnuts.

Han Zhifan walked up to him and reached out to stroke Cheng Han’s head. He was seriously burning up. Han Zhifan looked over at the doctor standing to one side.

Before he could ask, the doctor replied, “I can’t get the young master to take his medicine. It’ll be serious if the fever continues, so Mr. Han, should we give him an injection?”

When Cheng Han heard the word “injection,” he cried louder and his little frame started to tremble.

“An injection won’t do! The young master isn’t willing to eat. Today, he threw up everything he ate and no one can cheer him up no matter what we try!”