"Then, please ask Miss An to fill in the information with me."
When filling out the information, the dean showed her Kangkang's file.
It contains the date Kangkang was delivered, as well as his height and weight, and his blood type.
When An Ruo left the orphanage and returned to the villa, Tang Yuchen happened to be at home as well.
During dinner, she told him calmly: "I plan to adopt a child and will bring him here in a few days."
She used affirmative sentences and didn't even mean to ask for his opinion.
The man put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at her with deep eyes, "How big is the child?"
"It's a boy less than two years old."
At this age, he is about the same age as their dead child.
He naturally thought that she planned to adopt one because she couldn't let go of her dead child.
"An Ruo." Tang Yuchen looked at her and tried to say: "If you like children, we can have one."
An Ruo was stunned, then she laughed lightly: "Have another child of yours? Do you think it's possible?"
She was unwilling to give him another child, and the man felt sad.
"If you like children, you can have them yourself, you don't need to adopt them." In his opinion, adopted children are not his own, and they will not be close to him no matter what. The best thing is the one he gave birth to.
An Ruo also put down her chopsticks with a cold expression: "I want to adopt a child, not you. If you don't like me bringing the child to live in your home, I can take him to live somewhere else."
"You know I won't let you go."
"Then don't interfere in my affairs. Tang Yuchen, you don't plan to restrict me in any way. I'm not your slave or puppet. I have my freedom."
The man clenched his hands slightly, he didn't want her to adopt other children at all.
He is not a kind person. In fact, he is very small-minded. He does not like and tolerate people who are not who he thinks he is.
If she wants a child, they can have it, there is no need for adoption.
But he couldn't force his objection to her, "I know some good families who don't mind raising an extra child. I can help you..."
An Ruo interrupted him angrily: "I want to adopt that child, not because there is no one to adopt him. I like him and I want him to be my child. You understand now."
The man looked at her deeply and spoke sharply: "An Ruo, can't you let go of your dead child? Even if you can't let go of him, you shouldn't just raise a child who is not yours as him. Our child is unique.
Yes, no one can replace him."
This meal is inedible.
He stood up calmly, turned around and went upstairs without saying a word, and did not respond to his words at all.
Tang Yuchen felt helpless as if he had punched cotton.
He followed him upstairs, and when he entered the bedroom, he saw her pulling out the box and packing her things.
"What are you going to do?" The man's face changed slightly, he stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and kicked the box open.
"Let me go!" An Ruo shook him off coldly, her eyes filled with coldness without warmth.
She stopped packing her things, picked up her purse and walked outside.
Tang Yuchen quickly rushed up and closed the door, "An Ruo, don't forget the agreement between us!"
"I can promise you a year, or I can go back on my word. Now I officially announce to you that I will not abide by that damn agreement. Tang Yuchen, you have no right to hold me captive. I want to leave, and you can't stop me.
