My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 179 Uncle, take me to find my father

In the busy airport hall, noisy sounds rise and fall one after another, like surging waves, constantly hitting people's eardrums.

Huo Yan was wearing a neat suit, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his eyes were deep and sharp, he was about to go to the boarding gate, however, just when he inadvertently lowered his head, a small figure broke into his sight.

Huo Yan lowered his head slightly and looked at the little person in front of him. His brows wrinkled involuntarily and his heart was instantly filled with doubts.

The child looked no more than three or four years old, with messy hair like weeds and a dirty face, as if he had just rolled in the dust. His big eyes were full of fear and helplessness, like a deer lost in a dark forest, which made people feel pity.

The other person's small hand was tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, and the joints turned white due to the force, as if this corner of his clothes was the only piece of driftwood he could grab in his panic.

Huo Siqian tilted his head back with his eyes wide open, his eyes full of dependence and trust on the tall man in front of him. He tightly grasped the corner of Huo Yan's clothes, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, his small body trembling uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf shivering in the cold wind.

"Uncle, save me."

Just then, there were hurried footsteps and heavy breathing coming from the distance.

The unfriendly-looking aunt caught up with me breathlessly. Her face was red from running, and beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead. Crystal beads of sweat flowed down her cheeks. Her hair was also messy and stuck to her face. A few strands of hair stuck to her forehead, making her look miserable.

She opened her arms and tried to pull Huo Siqian, shouting, "Oh, my little grandson, you're making grandma so anxious, don't run around like a naughty boy anymore!" As she said that, she reached out to pull Huo Siqian's arm, her eager movements were somewhat tough, as if she was afraid that the child would escape her control again.

Huo Siqian's face turned red like a ripe apple. He tried desperately to hide behind Huo Yan, while shouting, "You are a liar, you are not my grandma! I don't even know you!"

His voice was crying, sharp and trembling, and his body kept shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, revealing the fear and helplessness in his heart at this moment.

Seeing this, Huo Yan protected Huo Siqian behind him. He stared at his aunt fiercely, his eyes like a sharp sword, and said coldly: "You said he is your grandson, what evidence do you have?"

The voice was cold and firm, with unquestionable majesty. For some reason, at this moment, Huo Yan felt as if a ball of rage was burning in his heart. He almost instinctively did not allow anyone to bully this weak child in front of him.

The aunt's eyes dodged for a moment, her gaze was wandering, and she said with forced calmness: "I don't know what happened to this child today. He didn't even recognize his grandmother." Her voice trembled slightly, trying to hide her inner panic. The trembling voice seemed particularly abrupt in the empty airport hall, like the sound of an old bellows.

Huo Yan took a step forward. His tall figure was like a towering mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression. His voice was deep and powerful: "I think you are a liar. Don't try to play tricks in front of me!"

Each of his words was powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and make the air around them freeze in an instant.

The aunt's face turned pale, like a piece of white paper, without any blood. She stepped back unconsciously and almost stumbled and fell to the ground, but she still said unwillingly: "I'm really his grandmother, don't meddle in my business!"

Her voice rose a few degrees, but she sounded even more guilty. The sharp sound echoed in the air, but it seemed so pale and weak.

Huo Yan snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, and quickly took out his cell phone, pretending to call the police: "Then let the police determine whether it is true or not!"

His actions were decisive and resolute, without the slightest hesitation, his fingers slid quickly across the phone screen, his eyes revealing firmness and courage.

When the aunt heard that they were going to call the police, she immediately panicked, her eyes filled with fear and panic.

She glared at Huo Yan and Huo Siqian fiercely, then turned around and ran away dejectedly. Her steps were hurried and hurried, like a fleeing rat. Her figure shuttled through the crowd and soon disappeared.

Huo Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He squatted down, looked at Huo Siqian tenderly, and asked softly, "Little boy, are you okay?"

Huo Siqian slowly raised his head, there were tears in his clear eyes, those crystal tears kept spinning in his eye sockets, as if they would break free from the sockets and fall down at any time.

His pink lips trembled slightly, and he said in a crying voice, "Uncle, thank you, I want to find my father." The childish and slightly trembling voice was full of longing and expectation for his father.

An indescribable feeling of pity suddenly welled up in Huo Yan's heart. For some reason, he always felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy with this poor child in front of him.

He couldn't help but think of his own child. He hadn't seen him for two years. The little baby who was still in swaddling clothes back then must be about this size now.

But soon, Huo Yan shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of these thoughts. He deliberately didn't tell Qiao Qin that he came back this time, just to give her a big surprise. Besides, Huo Siqian should be waiting at home, so why would he appear here alone?

He gently touched Huo Siqian's head and said in an extremely gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, uncle will help you. Do you remember Dad's phone number?"

Huo Yan's eyes were full of concern, and his voice was as gentle and patient as a spring breeze, as if it had the magical power to melt all the ice in the world.

On normal days, he might have sent the child directly to the police station, but somehow, when he met the pair of expectant eyes in front of him, he inexplicably felt a little more patient.

"Do you remember where you live?"

Huo Siqian's eyes flickered and he continued to shake his head.

At this moment, his heart was a mess and he was very conflicted. He thought that his mother should have discovered that he was missing. If he went back now, he would definitely be watched more strictly and would never have the chance to look for his father again.

Huo Siqian clenched his small fists tightly and bit his lips, looking hesitant and torn.

Huo Yan couldn't help but frown, feeling that the situation before him was a little tricky. His thick brows were tightly twisted together. Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, a female voice that couldn't be more familiar suddenly came from behind him.

"Si Qian!"

The voice was filled with endless anxiety and worry, as if it could penetrate the entire airport.