Ye Beibei returned home and saw Sister Wu coaxing little Mo Yan to sleep. The child had closed his eyes and looked like he was about to fall asleep. The room was very neat and orderly, and it was obvious that she was not here.
In the past few days, Sister Wu has been very attentive to this family.
"Sister Wu, thank you." Ye Beibei watched Sister Wu put little Mo Yan on the bed and whispered to her.
"No need, you are the only adult in this family, and you are really busy these days." Sister Wu looked at her, there was no false smile on her face, every word was sincere, which made Ye Beibei feel passionate about her.
A bit of intimacy.
After not seeing little Mo Yan for a few days, Ye Beibei really missed him. He was no one else, but her own flesh and blood, with the same blood flowing through her body. Sitting in front of the child's crib, watching the child sleep
, with a slight smile still hanging on her chubby little face, she suddenly felt her nose was a little sore. She failed to fulfill her duties as a mother to this child. Although she tried her best, she failed to fulfill her duty.
Because of those obscure pasts, she always ignored him intentionally or unintentionally, and was never even willing to take a closer look at his face.
Ye Beibei became more and more conflicted when facing Xiao Moyan. Although she lived a very chaotic life during those days, the father of the child could only be one of those two men. As for who it was, she did not dare to think deeply about it. In the past,
When she was in the far south, she could still avoid thinking about certain things, but now that she was back here, as long as she pursued it, the answer would be revealed. All she had to do was secretly do some tricks to get the hair of someone from Liming Lang or Jiang Yuezhou, or
She could use advanced technological means to know who the child's father was by looking at cups used for drinking water, etc., but she didn't dare.
Ye Beibei was thinking about the possible relationship between Jiang Yuezhou and Liming Lang and the child. These days, in addition to worrying about Xiao Moting's illness, she was only thinking about this matter. She was afraid of what would happen if the child turned out to be her.
She and Liming Lang inexplicably share a bloodline. This is not something worth looking forward to. Then in the future, in this long life, she will not know what kind of expression to use to face her child.
She told herself every day that she should treat her child well and not think about whose blood is flowing in his body or who his father is. Fortunately, little Moyan looked like her, so there was no drama.
He was carved from the same mold as his biological father.
In fact, many times, when the child is asleep, Ye Beibei will sit in front of his bed and gently touch his eyebrows with his hands. How wonderful it would be if this child could be born with the shadow of his lover.
In this way, she will believe that this is the child given to her and Jiang Yuezhou by God. Whenever she is desperate, she can still hold her child and cry bitterly when she is most desperate.
When Ye Beibei returned to the hospital, Xiao Moting had already woken up and seemed to be in good spirits. Liming Lang was talking to him in front of the bed. The two of them murmured and laughed, "Mom, why have you been gone for so long?" Xiao Moting said coquettishly.
He muttered, and then his interest became high again, "Uncle Li said that when I get well, he will take us to Disneyland in Japan!"
Looking at the smug Li Minglang, Ye Beibei frowned. She originally wanted to say that going to Disneyland was far and expensive, and we couldn't let Uncle Li spend the money. But seeing the excitement and hope in Xiao Moting's eyes, she swallowed her words.
When she returned home, her child had just undergone such a major operation. She couldn't let him be unhappy, but the unhappiness in her heart was - Ming Lang, wait!
Seeing Xiao Moting falling asleep again, Ye Beibei waved to Liming Lang and motioned for him to come out with her. Liming Lang squinted his eyes and looked at her, as if he knew what she was going to say to him, and looked at Xiao Moting with a depressed look.
At one glance, I really hope that the child can open his eyes in time at this time and save himself from being deported.
Finally, Liming Lang stood up helplessly and slowly followed Ye Beibei out. As soon as Ye Beibei saw him coming out, he turned back and closed the door of the ward tightly, as if he was afraid that he would sneak in again.
The corridor outside the VIP ward was silent. Li Minglang glared at Ye Beibei, snorted coldly, and walked to the bench to sit down on the bench with a gesture.
"Keep your voice down, don't wake the children."
Ye Beibei was so angry that she wanted to laugh. She sneered and said seriously: "Li Minglang, please stop saying those unrealistic things in front of your children."
Li Minglang was a little unhappy after hearing her words, but he didn't change his face. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Miss, I have been running for two days and two nights. There is no credit and hard work, so you can't
Thank you for your good looks!"
Ye Beibei rubbed his face with both hands, made a different expression, showed a standard smile, and said: "Thank you! You are satisfied this time!" Then, without waiting for Liming Lang's reply, he changed the subject again.
Switching to what I just said, "Li Minglang, can you please stop talking about the yes and no in front of your children?"
"It's nothing!" Liming Lang seemed to have a good temper today. He still lowered his voice very carefully and said to Ye Beibei in a low voice seriously: "Isn't it just that I told the child that I would take him to Disneyland?
Look at you looking like that, with a sullen face, don’t worry, I keep my word, I will take you there if I promise to take you there!"
"Who said he was going! You know that's not what I meant. Don't change your mind. I don't want you to take him there!"
"why not?"
"Because you are not the child's father, so you don't have to pretend to be like his real father!" Ye Beibei couldn't help Li Minglang, who was pretending to be stupid like this, so she just whacked him on the head with a stick!
Liming Lang couldn't pretend anymore this time. He stood up and pointed at Ye Beibei with his finger, "Don't deceive yourself and pretend to be happy here. Xiao Li has been gone for a long time. You are still here to guard the place for him."
Menzi’s Festival!”
With Jiang Yuezhou's advance preparation, Ye Beibei was not too surprised by the truth blurted out by Liming Lang. She smiled calmly at Liming Lang and said, "What's wrong with him not being here? I'm willing to keep the rules, can you take care of it? It's you."
, What do you want to do when you are running around? You think that he will show off to you when he is not here. You want to be a ready-made father. You want a son. If you have this free time, you can have a child by yourself! Or do you think that I will be right when he is gone?
You look at me differently and throw yourself into my arms! Liming Lang, you don’t look in the mirror when you go out. Why don’t you have any self-awareness? How could I like an arrogant and despicable villain like you! I tell you today, it’s you who is crying and shouting
Stand, kneel down and beg me. I won’t give you a chance to be Mo Ting’s father. Because your character is not good, I’m afraid you’ll teach my son a bad lesson! By the way, you’re not allowed to get close to my son again! Let’s go, let’s go.