Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu will come back and spend the night tonight.

Lu Beicheng ignored him and went upstairs alone.

Not long after, when Lu Beicheng came downstairs after taking a shower, Qin Haiyun was no longer in the living room, but her copy of 36 Strategies was still on the coffee table in the living room.

Rubbing his hair and approaching, Lu Beicheng stared at the 36 Strategies for a long time, then threw away the towel in his hand and picked up the book.

After reading the contents, his expression changed obviously.

I'm afraid he's a little stupid.

After flipping through a few more pages at random, Qin Haiyun's voice suddenly came from the side: "Let me tell you! You must still want to reconcile with Nan Yan in your heart. You agreed to divorce Nan Yan because you were retreating in order to advance, and you were playing hard to get. Bar!"

Qin Haiyun's voice suddenly came from the side. Lu Beicheng quickly threw the book back and said indifferently: "Mom, your brain is not good at all. Please read less of these things."

Qin Haiyun: "Who are you saying is not smart? I am so busy that I am exhausted..."

Before Qin Haiyun finished speaking, Lu Beicheng put his hands back in his pockets and went upstairs again.

It's so easy to go back after leaving the capital.

Seeing Lu Beicheng leaving like this again, Qin Haiyun looked at his back and shouted, "Why are you leaving! Why don't you say something to show your stance!"

Bang! After closing the door, Lu Beicheng still did not respond to Qin Haiyun's words.

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At the same time, in the ward.

As soon as Zhao Zhiqiu took Xiaobao back from the hospital, Lu Jingyang called.

Gu Nanyan answered the phone and said directly: "It's so late, don't tell me you'll come over later."

Lu Jingyang: "Okay, don't just think about it. I just told you that my brother suspected that Xiaobao was his son and asked me about it at noon. You can handle it yourself."

Gu Nanyan: "Okay, got it."

After that, the two chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone.

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next morning.

Lu Beicheng was still asleep in bed when Qin Haiyun woke him up.

With his eyebrows knitted together, Lu Beicheng said impatiently, "Mom, what are you doing this morning?"

Qin Haiyun raised his hand and slapped him: "Nan Yan is still in the hospital, how can you sleep?" Then he said: "I made soup for Nan Yan, you get up quickly and deliver it to her."

Closing his eyes and saying nothing, Lu Beicheng lay down on the bed for a while, then got up in a hurry.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, Qin Haiyun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's pretty much it."

In fact, Lu Beicheng had already been to the hospital as soon as she got off the plane yesterday, but she didn't know it.

After a while, when Lu Beicheng packed up and went downstairs, Qin Haiyun quickly stuffed the two thermos boxes he had prepared into his hands: "Hurry over, or you'll be late and Nanyan will eat it."

After taking the soup Qin Haiyun had made in the morning, Lu Beicheng drove to the hospital.

Half an hour later, when Lu Beicheng opened the door to the ward yesterday, he saw Gu Nanyan limping over the cabinet making milk for the little one, while the little bun looked up at Gu Nan with a serious expression. Smoke mixed with milk.

When the couple heard the movement at the door and subconsciously turned to look over, the little bun immediately hugged Gu Nanyan's legs.

He seemed a little afraid of Lu Beicheng like this, but his big eyes couldn't help but be curious, staring at Lu Beicheng desperately.

Gu Nanyan was a little surprised at first, and then asked: "Is there something wrong this morning?"

Lu Beicheng walked into the house unhurriedly: "Mom made you soup and asked me to deliver it." Then he looked at the little bun and asked: "The child didn't go back last night?"

Gu Nanyan: "I cried in the middle of the night and my mother sent it here again. My mother just went back for something."

After Gu Nanyan finished speaking, Lu Beicheng put down the breakfast he had brought, then walked over and took the milk bottle from her hand.

After that, I looked at the scale on the milk bottle, opened the milk powder can next to it, and scooped 7 spoons of milk powder into it.

On the side, Gu Nanyan was even more surprised that Lu Beicheng could actually prepare milk powder.

Gu Nanyan was surprised. Lu Beicheng glanced at her lightly, then shook the milk powder and handed it to the little guy.

Looking at the milk Lu Beicheng handed over, Xiao Baozi let go of Gu Nanyan's hands. After taking the milk Lu Beicheng handed him, he said in a sweet voice: "Thank you, uncle."

Lu Beicheng ruffled his hair, and then helped Gu Nanyan sit down at the dining table.

It was inconvenient for him to be lame, and someone suddenly came over to help. Gu Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lu Beicheng and said, "Thank you."

Lu Beicheng said nothing, opened the thermos box he brought over, and placed breakfast in front of Gu Nanyan.

The breakfast that Lu Beicheng placed in front of her, Gu Nanyan could tell at a glance that it was Qin Haiyun's cooking skills. She had eaten her cooking too many times since she was a child.

Next to Gu Nanyan, Little Baozi's eyes lit up when he saw so many delicious foods on the table, and his drinking of milk stopped abruptly.

When Lu Beicheng's eyes fell on the little guy's face, he then looked at him like this.

Immediately afterwards, the little bun put down the milk bottle in his hand and smiled straight at Gu Nanyan.

The little guy smiled like this, and Lu Beicheng softened his heart.

This was how Gu Nanyan behaved when he asked him about eating when he was a child. He was still like this when he was five or six years old.

So even though Gu Nanyan said that the child was not his, Lu Beicheng still wanted to take a second look.

The little guy looked at me and Gu Nanyan said, "Okay, okay, if you don't drink milk, you can drink soup and eat rice."

As Gu Nanyan said this, he served the little guy chicken soup and put a few dumplings in the bowl.

Seeing this, Lu Beicheng reached out and took the bowl from Gu Nanyan's hand. He said, "You eat yours, and I'll feed you."

When the little guy saw Lu Beicheng carrying the bowl and turned to look at him, his eyes were brighter than before.

It seemed strange that this uncle was helping him make milk and feeding him. Who was he?

With the little guy's eyes shining brightly, Lu Beicheng rolled a handful of noodles and handed it to his mouth. The little bun didn't show any politeness at all, he opened his mouth and ate the noodles.

When Lu Beicheng saw that the little guy was not polite to him, he was not as nervous as before, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Gu Nanyan picked up the big bowl in front of her and looked at the faint smile on the corner of Lu Beicheng's mouth, and she smiled helplessly.

After Lu Beicheng fed Little Baozi half a bowl of noodles and chicken soup, Little Baozi became more cheerful than before. He dared to put his little hands on his legs, touch him and smile at him when he had nothing to do.

Seeing that Little Baozi had almost finished the small bowl of noodles, Lu Beicheng turned to look at Gu Nanyan and said, "Your son is quite good at eating."

Gu Nanyan: "Just follow me!"

After Gu Nanyan finished speaking, when Lu Beicheng fed Little Baozi soup again, Little Baozi looked directly at Lu Beicheng and shouted: "Dad."