The Wife Is A Superstar 7

Chapter 1385 You're The One Who Destroyed Your Family

Donghwi sat at the table opposite Hoyeon and Mingyu. His expression was fierce as he watched the two of them order drinks from the waiter. He didn't even notice that his son was looking at him with scared eyes.

"What's wrong, Little Jun?" Hoyeon asked.

The child hugged her neck and hid his face against her chest. It was as if he was hiding from his own father.

It was only then that Donghwi remembered his son's presence. He fixed his expression and tone.

"Little Jun, it's Dad. Did you miss me? Because I missed Little Jun. Come here and give your dad a hug."

The child peeked at him but didn't move right away. His wariness was apparent.

"Don't you remember Dad anymore?" Donghwi asked. He smiled on the outside and tried to appear as gentle as possible, but deep inside, he was seething.

What did this mean? Wasn't this because his own son had been brainwashed to act like this to him, the father?"

Little Jun stared at him. "Dada?"

"Yes, Little Jun. I'm your dada." Donghwi was relieved that his son at least remembered him. He stretched out his hands. "Come here, son. Give your dada a big hug."

"Dada!" The child jumped out of his mother's arms and ran to his father.

Donghwi caught the child and placed his son on his lap. Love and warmth filled him as he embraced Little Jun. He felt his eyes moisten a little when the child's little arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

Then he started to feel suffocated because Little Jun was hugging his neck a little too, er, tightly.

"Little J-jun, let go of my neck a bit...and let Dad k-kiss you...."

Donghwi released a big sigh of relief and took several deep inhales of air after his son released him. He studied Little Jun. The child looked healthy.

Little Jun resembled him more than Hoyeon. The blood of the Kims was strong in the child. As a matter of fact, Little Jun also resembled Jennie because of this.

Now, however, Donghwi realized that Little Jun might have inherited his mother's extraordinary strength. The child was still this small, yet he could almost choke his own father with just a simple hug.

Donghwi already imagined what his son would look like when he grew up. Little Jun would be as handsome as his father and have a fit, muscled body like his mother. In other words, the child would grow up into a perfect adult.

He felt great pride.

This was his son.

If he had another child with Mao Qiu someday, he doubted it would be as superb as Little Jun. Mao Qiu's DNA wasn't as useful as Hoyeon's. If not for his mother and in-laws' pressure, he wouldn't even want to have a child with such a shallow woman as his wife.

Only someone as extraordinary as Hoyeon could match his own superb DNA with her beautiful and strong muscled body. Together, they produced an outstanding child—Little Jun. If given another chance, the two of them would surely produce another excellent child.

However, his hopes were dashed because of the man sitting beside Hoyeon. Mingyu was an eyesore.

Donghwi tried ignoring the man's presence at first while focusing on giving his son the presents he had prepared. Little Jun's delighted exclamations temporarily calmed down his agitation caused by Mingyu's presence.

By this time, he also began to notice the presence of several civilian-dressed bodyguards in the café. There were both males and females alike. He counted seven so far but suspected there were more where he couldn't see.