Late at night, the lively engagement party dispersed, and there was no one else but him and him.
They selected two photos from the engagement party and posted them on Weibo. Then they both turned off their phones. They did nothing that night, just lying on the roof and enjoying the cool breeze.
Lingyin drank too much and was still dizzy. Huahua also drank a lot. In the dark and out of sight, Huahua held Lingyin's hand and quietly looked at his facial profile under the moonlight.
, for a long time, slowly closed his eyes.
…
Time, one day nine months later.
Location, Lingyin’s office.
Huahua was sitting in the small reception room of his office, with her legs crossed, holding a cup of coffee, and a magazine on her lap, flipping through it casually.
From time to time, his eyes would fall on Lingyin, who was working hard at work a few meters away.
To be honest, Huahua thinks that he doesn't like Lingyin's work status very much. He feels that he is too serious and quite harsh.
When a secretary sends him information, no matter what kind of document it is, he will treat it very rigorously. Even if it is a punctuation mark, he will consider it carefully. Sometimes the secretary will have to run back and forth several times, correct it again and again, and rush to work many times.
in order to meet his requirements.
Really, he is too serious and very calm when working, without even a faint smile.
Huahua changed her sitting position and looked at the time. There was still half an hour left. He was waiting for Lingyin to have dinner together after get off work.
At this moment, Huahua suddenly looked at Lingyin with great interest.
Lingyin was meditating. He also put his feet up and supported his head with his left hand, burying his head deeply as if he was thinking about something. He held a cigarette in his right hand, but he didn't even notice that the ashes had fallen.
Suddenly the phone rang, interrupting Lingyin's meditation.
He paused for a moment, then answered the phone and said in a very gentlemanly manner: "Hello, I'm Lingyin."
One second he was calm and calm, but the next second his eyes had changed. Then he stood up directly and sat towards Huahua, with a particularly uncool smile on his serious face.
Huahua is curious.
Lingyin had already hung up the phone: "Okay, Huahua and I will be there right away."
The moment he cut off the phone, Lingyin had already walked in front of him.
Huahua slowly flipped through the magazine, pretending to look up casually: "Whose phone number?"
"Huahua, our child is about to be born."
Before Lingyin finished speaking, Huahua quickly threw away the magazine and stood up. Her voice was confused and breathless: "What did you say?"
How many times had he wanted to see the surrogate mother, but Lingyin, that bastard, didn't know why. He never allowed him to see her, or even told him where the surrogate mother was. The excuse he gave was that he was afraid that the surrogate mother would have her own thoughts.
This kind of thing has not happened before. I heard that many surrogate mothers later fell in love with the father of their children. Lingyin had heard of this kind of thing, so no matter how hard and soft Huahua tried, he never let him meet the surrogate mother.
Huahua didn't expect to hear the news that two children were about to be born today.
"Yes, we have been pushed into the operating room. It is in Spain. Let's go there together." Lingyin suppressed the excitement in his heart, but could not hide the expression on his face. He grabbed Huahua's hand and pulled him out eagerly.
As he walked, he said: "But we agreed in advance that you are not allowed to let the surrogate mother see you. I don't want the surrogate mother to know whose child she is giving birth to, so that they will not have trouble in the future. When the child is born, we will take it away and start a new baby."
Find a wet nurse to feed the baby, do you understand?"