Chapter 19 Gentle Greetings

Kenna trembled with anger and didn't dare to say a word.

Henson loosened his tie, calmed down a little and warned, "I hope you won't make such a mistake again."

At this time, there came the sound of calm footsteps from the corridor. They stopped at the door.

Kenna knew that there was no room for manoeuver. She was angry and wanted to leave.

"And..." Hearing that, Kenna stopped and held her breath.

"I don't want to hear anything like illegitimate child from you! Others don't know what happened at that time, but you should know it best! For the sake of Freya, I admit that you are my wife. Otherwise, according to the son you raised, you should have been removed from the Bai family long ago! Now, go back to the Li Garden, be your Mrs. Bai and be filial to father. Don't come here again without my permission!"

Kenna knew that someone was listening outside. It was the so called 'illegitimate child' in her mouth.

But her husband didn't save her face, and she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. She quickly walked out of the study.

Standing straight outside the study, Kian watched Kenna walked past him as a gust of wind and then was taken away by a servant.

With his dark eyes, he took two steps forward and appeared in front of Henson.

Henson's sharp face softened soon. He waved at him and said, "Kian, come in."

Kian slowly walked into the study, while Henson walked around the desk and closed the door.

With his hands in his pockets, Kian looked around the room and smiled, "Why bother doing it?"

Henson who stood behind him, squinting his eyes and asked, "What?"

Kian turned around and looked at him with a faint smile.

Their eyes were extremely similar. Their deep brown eyes seemed to be able to absorb people's souls.

However, compared with him, there were not only vicissitudes of life in his eyes, but also obvious coldness and fierceness. Even when he smiled, it could not be weakened in the slightest.

"Did you say that to me?" Kian asked.

Henson took a deep look at him and didn't deny it, "What's the re

sult?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Kian walked to the bookshelf and continued, "If I didn't misunderstand you, do you mean that I almost don't need to be an illegitimate child? It sounds so comforting. Thank you very much."

His indifferent tone and obvious sarcastic attitude made Henson's face a little stiff.

Hearing that, Henson smiled bitterly. Since this son knew that he was an illegitimate child ten years ago, he had been prejudiced against his biological father. Now, his attitude was good enough.

He had missed the most important seventeen years in his life. In the next ten years, he had been forced and tempted by his father, and finally developed into a play where the father had ambushed and suppressed the son in the business world.

Although Kian had made it through, it was much more difficult to cultivate the relationship between the father and son than from the beginning.

But Henson believed that blood was thicker than water. As long as his son came back to him, all the problems could be solved.

"I'm telling the truth. At that time, if your mother was not so stubborn, you should have been the real young master of the Bai family."

Kian forced a smile and said, "Let bygones be bygones. My mother didn't choose you, she must have a reason. And I think she made the right choice. She has been very happy these years, so have I."

"Happy?" Henson lit a cigarette for himself and said disapprovingly, "If you have grown up with me these years, I dare say that you are much better than you are now."

Kian snorted, "I doubt it."

After a pause, he added, "Your other son is the evidence."

Hearing that, Henson was stunned for a while. He was choked by the smoke by accident, but he managed to hold it back. Then he heard Kian say, "It's the father's fault to feed but not teach his son."

This time, Henson couldn't hold on any longer and coughed several times.

He stubbed out the cigarette with chagrin and decided to end this 'gentle' greetings.

After clearing his throat, Henson asked, "Have you made up your mind?"