Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Chapter 402: Yuhao is Going to Be a Father

Just when Huo Yuhao thought he had convinced his mother, Huo Yun'er's words instantly froze him, his expression solidified, and disappointment filled his eyes.

"But, he is still your biological father after all!

Listen to me, have a good talk with your father, you're family, there's no deep-seated hatred, right?"

Huo Yuhao: "…"

He had heard this sentence enough, if someone else said this to him, he would have slapped them already.

"Child, Mom knows you feel wronged, can you listen to Mom this once, just this once."

Huo Yun'er looked at her son, pleading with guilt on her face.

…

The scene was deathly silent, Ye Lingling and Wang Qiuer lowered their heads, acting like ostriches.

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at his mother and asked, "If I had been eliminated by him back then, would you have been sad?"

Huo Yun'er was immediately speechless.

"You can say this now because I'm still alive, and living well, right?

Who do you think you are? You're just a lowly servant girl.

He's a Soul Master, the Duke of White Tiger, a superior being, do you think he really cares about you?

Your rise to power was just an accident, and I'm just a byproduct of that accident.

He has never taken you seriously, Huo Yun'er, what are you even trying to convince yourself of?"

Huo Yun'er's expression changed from sadness and guilt to astonishment, she never thought that her son would say such things to her.

The naked truth made Huo Yun'er lower her head in shame.

Huo Yuhao sighed in his heart, his mother, as Dai Hao's servant girl, was deeply influenced by feudal thoughts, to put it bluntly, she had developed a kind of servility since childhood.

In this era, it was a matter of course for servant girls to pour tea, serve water, wash clothes, and cook, and it was an honor for them to warm the bed and serve their masters.

Feudal thoughts are deeply harmful, firmly imprisoning people's souls.

Even though her son is now a God King, his mother doesn't have the courage to break free from her shackles, which is truly ironic.

"Mom, don't mention them anymore, in the past, they ignored us. Now, they can't afford to associate with us.

Let it go, I can promise you anything except this."

Huo Yun'er was silent for a long time before saying, "I want to see him one last time."

"No."

Huo Yuhao refused decisively, his mother made it sound nice, saying she would let it go after seeing him, but Huo Yuhao knew that with his mother's personality, as long as Dai Hao said a few sweet words, his mother would wholeheartedly follow that guy again.

"Just once, the last time."

Huo Yun'er continued to insist.

Huo Yuhao didn't give in, his attitude firm: "I said no, and that's it."

"I'll go find him myself."

Huo Yun'er turned and walked out of the hall.

Huo Yuhao felt annoyed, his patience gradually wearing thin.

"Issue my decree, Dai Hao in the Black Dungeon, to be executed immediately."

The cold voice entered Huo Yun'er's ears, and the latter trembled, as if struck by lightning, she turned back and looked at her son in disbelief, feeling a sense of estrangement for the first time.

"Why, Yuhao, why have you become like this?"

Huo Yuhao no longer looked at her, his cold voice sounded again, "Either forget him and never see him again, and I will allow him to live.

Or, see him for the last time."

Huo Yun'er left, but she also realized that her son's words were not false, so she didn't dare to see Dai Hao, and returned to her room alone, saddened and in tears.

Huo Yuhao also felt bad, but some things could not be compromised.

Just like when he was beaten by servants in the Duke's mansion, his mother would always protect him with her thin body, and she would always be covered in wounds.

Huo Yuhao rubbed his temples, his mother was good in every way, but she couldn't forget Dai Hao.

Alas, frustrating!

Before, he didn't completely eliminate Dai Hao because he was worried about public opinion, after all, he didn't want to lose his reputation.

Ye Lingling tugged at Huo Yuhao's clothes, lowered her head, looking like she was admitting her mistake and begging for forgiveness.

Huo Yuhao didn't care, this matter couldn't be hidden anyway, he habitually wanted to touch Ye Lingling's head.

Huo Yuhao's hand froze in mid-air, his gaze fixed on Ye Lingling's lower abdomen.

There, he felt a small, tiny life.

"Lingling, you're pregnant."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuer's eyes widened.

On the contrary, Ye Lingling herself was the most calm, touching her belly, smiling very sweetly.

Huo Yuhao felt ashamed, he didn't think there was anything wrong before, it was just puppy love at most.

But after Ye Lingling's belly was gotten big, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt that he was a beast.

They were clearly the same age and doing the same things.

Why was there such a contrast? It was very strange.

The news of Ye Lingling's pregnancy was a great surprise to Huo Yuhao, this child came at the right time.

He was not only the crystallization of Huo Yuhao and Ye Lingling's love, but also a lucky star for family harmony.

As the saying goes, grandparents love their grandchildren.

Huo Yuhao could already imagine his mother taking care of Ye Lingling meticulously, and the scene of her surrounding her grandson (daughter) after the child was born.

This should be called emotional transfer.

"Oh, my dear Lingling, let your husband kiss you."

Huo Yuhao hugged Ye Lingling, beaming with joy.

"Let's go back and rest, you're pregnant now, so you can't move around casually."

Huo Yuhao helped Ye Lingling back home, being careful as if Ye Lingling was about to give birth, which made Ye Lingling laugh and cry.

She had only just become pregnant, how could it seem like she was already ten months pregnant?

The dignified God Venerable, when he first learned that he was going to be a father, also seemed a little flustered, hasty, and in great confusion.

That night, Huo Yuhao didn't go to anyone else's room.

Squeak!

The door opened, and Bingdi walked in.

Huo Yuhao looked over, thinking, this is going to exhaust me.

Bingdi leaned against Huo Yuhao and sat down.

"Yuhao, tell me, why is Lingling so fast?"

While saying this, Bingdi drew small circles on Huo Yuhao's chest with her small hand.

Depressed, she was clearly the earliest and played the most, so why did that little girl take the lead?

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "Well, just let nature take its course."

"No, I want it too."

Bingdi pushed Huo Yuhao down with one hand.