I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 529: This Blow is a Bit Big

Chapter 529: Chapter 529: This Blow is a Bit Big

Fan Huang was rather flattered by the children’s warm welcome. It wasn’t until he held the babies, with their sweet milky scent, that he started to experience a faint sense of reality.

Luoluo grew jealous when she saw her brother cuddled up to Fan Huang, Suizi quickly put her in his arms too, finally satisfying her.

Wang Cuihua and Yu Shuisheng both found it quite novel, wondering if this was the power of blood ties.

The twins usually had a bit of a cold exterior and were seldom this enthusiastic.

Suizi and her husband were less surprised.

The last time they saw the twins fawning so much was when they were trying to please Su Zhe.

Suizi had a feeling of "that’s the way it should be". They seemed to have a knack for ingratiating themselves with important figures.

No matter how important the person, they could hardly resist the charm of cute babies — the mighty Fan Huang was no exception.

Luoluo gave him a kiss, melting his heart. He had no toys on him so he gave her his pen to play with.

"No, it’s too precious." Suizi quickly intervened.

To others, it may have looked like an ordinary pen, but Suizi recognized it as a gold pen instantly.

"Don’t worry, let her play with it if she likes it — have they been named?" Fan Huang was now besotted with the twins.

"For this generation of the Yu family, the names should begin with ’Fu’."

Fan Huang was taken aback by Wang Cuihua’s words.

Although the character ’Fu’ has good connotations, it seemed rather vulgar when used in a name.

The formal name of Jin Wa, whom he had taken in before, was Yu Caifu (Wealthy).

Fan Huang couldn’t imagine such adorable twins in his arms having names like ’Fortunate’ or ’Great Fortune’.

"But Suizi thinks it’s inappropriate to use ’wealth’ or ’luck’ as part of their names because it’s too ostentatious."

Fan Huang sighed in relief and gave Suizi a satisfied look. She really hadn’t wasted Lijun’s upbringing. She had used what she’d learned from studying poetry to placate her mother-in-law, hadn’t she?

She didn’t consider the name ’too big’; she probably thought it too vulgar, right?

"Junzhao is the boy’s name," Suizi said.

"’Junzi,’" a gentleman, for ten thousand years, ’Jie Er’," showing bright virtue. Not bad."

Fan Huang nodded in satisfaction, realizing it was a name taken from a poem. Bright, beautiful, and lofty, it was a good name and one he thought Suizi would choose.

"And the girl?"

"Yu Wuxia."

"Whose idea is that?" Fan Huang asked, finding the name unlike Suizi’s style.

"It’s my idea. Do you like it?" Yu Jingting was quite pleased with himself. "My daughter is so beautiful; she’s absolutely flawless. I originally wanted to name my son Wuxie (Innocence), but Suizi didn’t agree."

Fan Huang agreed, he wouldn’t have approved either.

"I originally wanted to name them Yu Meilin (Beautiful) or Yu Juese (Absolutely Gorgeous), but Suizi said that those who are usually called beautiful or strikingly gorgeous tend to be ugly. So, I reluctantly agreed to the name Wuxia."

Fan Huang found the name Wuxia acceptable after hearing that Jingting had considered naming them Beautiful or Absolutely Gorgeous.

"Just by hearing the names, you know they came from a poem?" Wang Cuihua was impressed.

Among all the people who have heard the names of her grandchildren, only Fan Huang could identify their origin. This was indeed impressive.

"It’s because we share blood relations, so our hearts are in tune," Yu Jingting said casually, instantly quieting the room.

"Oh, I just remembered that the pickle jar needs to be moved. Father, Tiegen, come and help me."

Wang Cuihua pulled up the two men, leaving only Suizi, the twins, Chen Lijun, and Fan Huang sitting face to face.

Suizi thought of having a drink to bolster her courage, but seeing the two babies, she held back.

The babies were now eating solid food primarily but still consumed some breast milk every day. For their safety, Suizi refrained from drinking alcohol.

With this, she picked up the bowl, gulped down the rice broth like it was wine, as if this act would fortify her timid soul.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Fan Huang asked.

"I want to know why you didn’t end up with my mother back then."

Suizi pretended to be drunk, so that she wouldn’t be too nervous to ask this question.

"Back then, your mother was in love with my brother. I thought they would end up together. Then some changes occurred, I was transferred to another place and it was hard to keep in touch. By the time I found out, your mother had already married...what’s-his-name."

This part sounded both familiar and alien to Suizi.

The reason it sounded familiar was that she’d heard so many of its contents from various sources.

However, it felt alien because what Fan Huang meant between his words was that he and Chen Lijun had never confirmed their relationship.

Then the question comes—

"Are you not my father?" Suizi had held back this sentence for a long time, and finally uttered it under the power of the "rice broth".

"If you don’t object, I will accept you as my own, provided that your mother agrees to marry me."

Clank, a huge bomb exploded in Suizi’s mind.

Suizi was stunned.

The bowl in her hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Suizi’s dazed expression lasted until the lights were turned off.

Sitting on the bed, her mind was filled with Fan Huang’s sincerely desperate expression. It was clear that he truly wants to marry her mother.

The problem was... had her direction in finding a father been wrong all along?!

"Hey! Snap out of it!" Yu Jingting waved his hand in front of her. Seeing Suizi behave like a lost soul, Yu Jingting picked up a newspaper from the table, tore a strip from it, and was about to light it.

Suizi was startled and desperately held him back.

"What are you doing?!"

"You look like you lost your soul. I was going to burn some newspaper for you to calm your shock." Yu Jingting thought she was traumatized by Chen Kaide and wanted to calm her down in a traditional way.

Suizi snatched the match from him.

"You tried this method to "recapture my soul" time before, and set my hair on fire."

It took her a long time to grow her hair back. She would not allow him to burn it again.

"How about I hit the door frame with a spoon?"

When one tactic failed, he changed to another. These were traditional ways used to "recapture the soul" of those who had been scared.

"I’m not scared at all, I’m just... too surprised." Suizi didn’t know how to describe her feelings at the moment.

She looked in the direction of the guest room with a complicated gaze.

Fan Huang had been made drunk by Yu Jingting’s unreliable liquor and was sprawled in the guest room, unconscious.

"Heh, little tadpole’s been circling to find her mother, she thought she was the child of a frog, but she finds out the toad is her real father, can’t stand this shock?"

"You’re so annoying!" Suizi glared at him.

Although his analogy was annoying, it did indeed fit Suizi’s feelings at the moment.

She had always thought Fan Huang was her father, but he denied it.

According to Fan Huang, she might well be the child of the renowned scumbag, Fan Hui.

This revelation was a heavy blow to Suizi.

If Fan Huang were her biological father, she could accept it.

But the super playboy Fan Hui... just the thought of it made Suizi feel uncomfortable.

"It’s over. Scumbag genes run through my veins. Will I also become a scumbag? In the future, could I also be romping around with men, finding unbearable lightness in life?"