After rejecting my celebrity husband Chapter 1294 - 1298: That Long-Awaited "Dad

"Tang Ming!"

Seo Fei scread, her vision went dark, and she fainted instantly.

"Leng Zimo, Leng Zimo, don’t die..." Not far away, Luo Jun erged from Leng Zimo’s arms, looking at his tightly shut eyes, his face full of panic, and his large eyes filled with tears, "Leng Zimo, don’t die... I haven’t called you dad yet!"

Leng Zirui jumped down from the helicopter, looking at Leng Zimo lying on the ground and Luo Jun beside him. He initially wanted to approach and console them, but upon hearing Luo Jun’s words, he lightly curled the corners of his lips and paused.

"Zimo!"

"Mr. Leng!"

Hurried footsteps echoed, Luo Xiaoqian, John, Ah Jiu, Seo Shaochuan... everyone rushed onto the rooftop, and several special forces mbers imdiately ca forward, aiming guns at Seo Fei and Tang Ming’s bodies.

Glancing at the unconscious Seo Fei, Leng Zirui slightly frowned, "Take her to the hospital!"

"Yes!" The military dics who had followed behind quickly put Seo Fei on a stretcher.

"Zimo!" Seeing Leng Zimo lying on the ground, Luo Xiaoqian scread as she rushed over and supported his shoulders, "Zimo, don’t scare , wake up... Soone, quick... take him to the hospital..."

"Cough!" Leng Zimo coughed violently and slowly got up from the ground, "Don’t worry, I’m fine!"

Wearing a bulletproof vest, he wasn’t hurt. It was only because of the close range that Tang Ming’s shot hit his back directly, and the impact of the bullet had stunned him.

Luo Jun’s large eyes were already filled with tears, and seeing Leng Zimo "co back to life," the little one was instantly filled with joy.

"Daddy!" he shouted joyfully and dove headfirst into Leng Zimo’s arms, his small arms tightly hugging his neck, "You’re not dead, that’s great..."

Upon hearing the long-awaited "daddy," Leng Zimo was also overwheld with mixed emotions, tightly embracing the soft little person in his arms, "Hey, daddy’s here, daddy hasn’t heard enough of you calling , how could I die?!"

Luo Xiaoqian had a smile on her face but tears in her eyes, her throat clogged, unable to speak. She just reached out her arms to hug the two n tightly.

Watching the family of three embracing each other, even cold n like John and Ah Jiu felt their eyes heat up. Leng Zirui leaned against the helicopter with a smile, wiped his face with his hand, and muttered, "Even though it’s already dark, why is the sun still so dazzling?"

Several military doctors walked over with concern, looking at the father and son pair, "Mr. Leng, how are you guys doing?"

By this ti, John and Ah Jiu had also co over, helping the three up from the ground.

"I’m fine, but my son has so scrapes that need attention." Leng Zimo stood up, holding the little one, his eyes full of concern as he took the little one’s hand and blew on the scrapes on his small hand, "Does your hand hurt?"

Luo Jun imdiately shook his head, his large eyes also filled with concern as he looked at him, "Does daddy’s back hurt? I can blow on it for you too?"

Looking at the little one’s face, sensing the full love in his eyes, Leng Zimo gently smiled, "No need to blow, just give a kiss and it won’t hurt anymore."

The little one imdiately puckered his lips and leaned over, clutching his head, and planted several kisses on his face until half of his cheek was covered in saliva, "Daddy, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn’t hurt anymore!" Leng Zimo raised his hand to hug the little one’s head closer to his face, "Daddy doesn’t hurt anymore, as long as Mo Mo doesn’t hurt, daddy doesn’t hurt!"