However, Fu Hua's moment of emotion was fleeting as she quickly remembered the matter at hand. With He Xiaobei in the room, she couldn't speak directly and had to say, "Xiaobei, go play in the yard for a while, I need to talk to your dad for a moment."
He Xiaobei was a sharp little boy, and upon hearing this, he knew his grandma and dad had important matters to discuss. Reluctantly leaving He Nan's embrace, he said, "Dad, I'll hug you again later."
A smile played across He Nan's face as he said, "Go on then!"
Once He Xiaobei left, Fu Hua's expression grew stern, "Xiaonan, what's going on with you and Tang Ling? The newspapers are full of reports about you two. What's Mianmian going to think if she sees them?"
"Mom, don't worry about it, I'll take care of it," He Nan said.
"..." Fu Hua's expression turned again, "That's not what I want to hear. What I want to know is whether Tang Ling's child is really..."
